*A poorly hummed tune is the first Zemilia is aware of the human walking past, dressed in furs and thin leathers. Paying little attention to where he is going, as he is reading from a few loose pieces of paper, he still avoids bumping into anything.
However, as he gets near, something catches his attention, and he stops both whistling and reading*
Excuse me, miss, but I know that man you are crying over. While I know this must be a hard time for you, I would like to know how Threan died, and if I can be of any help to you.
So then he goes, YOU SHALL NOT PASS, and I say "I've got WINGS? I can FLY?" It was hilarious! The dwarf was tough, but the elf was delicious and they had some men and these four bite-sized guys, too. The wizard was fuming when I flew off.