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Aeka glanced around as she landed, looking to see exactly where she was as she let Laevatein vanish from her right arm and her reinforcement magic fade away. Just then, however, a deep, ringing voice and a heavy object bonking her on the side of the head tore her out of her reverie. Rubbing her head, she looked up to see exactly who had thrown... whatever it was at her. Well, the only person doing anything was the hulking, giant blue Nerion, and he was talking to someone he called "Bird Kin." It took her a moment to realize that he meant her. Well, while that technically wasn't far from the truth - after all, she did share the same bone structure and additional organs with several large avians - it was still rather insulting to be treated like some sort of subhuman errand girl. She might have lashed out at the massive cerulean warrior were it not for one realization - the object that had hit her in the head was a bag of coins. It wasn't a very large one, and Aeka had some money of her own thanks to her brief encounter with the nobleman on the next street over, but one could never have too much gold. Besides, what she had stolen would probably only pay for a month's food and quartering, and given that she was kind of unemployed, this was the closest thing to a source of honest income that she could get.

"I have a name, you know," Aeka said somewhat indignantly, snatching up the coinpurse where it lay at her feet, then adjusting her marvelously lined cape with a slightly put-off air. "Anyway, consider yourself lucky, big guy. I usually don't stop to help just anyone, but, you caught me at just the right time. I'll bring back this Miri-whatsit person for you just as soon as I can find him," She replied confidently, giving her trademark proud grin. This expression only lasted a split second, because a moment later, she was scratching her head in a somewhat unsure manner. "But, err..." She stammered, seeming a bit confused. "Do you at least know which direction he's in from here? It's kind of hard to scour the streets and check for anyone wearing a hood, especially with the city this crowded. If you knew what this guy was doing at the moment, it would be a lot easier than just flying around randomly and hoping I see some cloaked, red-faced, spiky-headed guy with a creepy grin."