“Good to know you’ve got your priorities sorted, Frederick” Liaena gasped as she pulled most of her upper body out of the garden well, almost completely covered with pond filth, mould and other nasties from the waste up. She was also holding onto a large oil-skin sack in a similar state of disrepute which she had apparently just levered out of the well. Frederick gave it a look of polite concern. “An excellent collection, Lady Rune. Some of those vintages have been sourced from another dimension”

“Oh good, maybe our extra-dimensional visitor is already acquainted then” Liaena muttered as she pulled a bottle of whiskey out of the sack to squint at it. “I’ll ask her to write a review…oooh, 70% proof.”

[i]“Although actually, some of that sounded quite good. Breakfast didn’t happen….”[/i]

Liaena spared a regretful look at the window Miz Collin’s voice as she sprinted towards the edge of the mansion, to find a drainpipe and start to clamber up the side of the building. Unmolested, Malizia and Serphia happily occupied with each other, the girl didn’t stop until she found a ledge on the 3rd floor that overlooked the scene and at least provided some level of cover. 

“Hrm. I forget. Are demons fire-proof?”

Liaena mumbled to herself as she stared down at the carnage. [i]“Come to that – are Night Elves fire proof?”[/i]

“….”

“Ah well. We all need to make sacrifices – Captain” the girl commented blithely as she uncorked the bottle of whiskey, and shoved a wad of cloth inside it. Reaching inside her robes for a flint – which she thankfully had not mislaid – to start striking sparks until one finally caught at the fabric. Balancing it in one hand as the flame took hold, Liaena readied herself before almost tossing it casually towards Malizia, where some clothing and armour still clung somehow to the demons skin in spite of the abuse it had suffered. “Just need to get the timing….right”

*FWOOOOSH*

“Hmm. I probably didn’t hold it long enough” Liaena commented as she surveyed her handiwork, with at least some of the Demon’s clothes on fire. The girl reached down for another bottle. “Take two”