As the lot of you got settled in to your safehouse, you were confident in the knowledge that Althea brought news to Daemus regarding the turn of events in the warehouse.  Having remained by the wall’s opening playing rear guard, her lack of presence in the fight made her the best candidate to run that errand without risk of being followed.  Sha remained at Leylani’s bedside and silent apart from shrugging off any questions to him with “Leylani is better at talking than me.”  It was the better part of an hour of laying low and otherwise having little to do, before the wolf’s ears perked up an instant before the gnomish woman drew in a deep waking breath and stirred.<br/><br/>Her eyes fluttered open and blearily came into focus before going wide with panic.  Pulling herself up to a seated position, she saw the three men who also resided in the room and let out a cry of alarm as she retreated along the mattress until her back was pressed tightly against the headboard.  “Stay back!”  She said in a shaky tone while raising one burn-scarred hand and sweeping it outstretched from one man to another like a loaded crossbow.  As she did so, flames began to lick along her palm and fingers radiating a considerable amount of heat.  “I swear, I will roast us all alive if I have to!”<br/><br/>“Lani!”  Sha practically barked in his mangled common dialect causing the gnome woman’s gaze to snap to him along with decreasing the intensity of the gathering fire in her hand by a noticeable degree.  “S-sha?  What is going on?”<br/><br/>“It is okay, Lani.  They are friends.  They saved you from the bad people.”<br/><br/>Leylani blinked at this statement before turning a cautious gaze back to the three men.  Bit by bit, the flames died away as a considerable amount of tension in the air abated, though she still looked very nervous.  Eventually she looked at her arm and realized that her scars were visible and quickly hid them behind her back in an obviously self-conscious gesture.  “Uhh…  Thank you for helping me, but how did manage to do so?  Those weren’t your common street thugs.  Who are you?”<br/><br/>Before anybody had a chance to answer, there was a light rapping on the bedroom door and Miri’s feeble voice sounded concerned from the other side.  “Hadrian?  Is everything okay in there?”