It was bad enough being in a place she'd never imagined, much less in the dark. She'd stepped outside to wait for Neirenn to try to find her, only to be greeted by something unprecedentedly more disconcerting than the inky fog. Then something whacked her in the back of the head, and Lei'ella shrieked briefly, drawing her daggers defensively and whirling around.

"If you can see better than I, then by all means, LEAD THE WAY!" Lei'ella snapped, completely startled by not only being attacked, but at being attacked by the loudest, most obnoxious disembodied voice she could imagine, that was now screeching somewhere around her ankles. Her daggers were drawn out of reflex, though she wasn't sure they would be necessary. She could almost make out the bright, small shape of the creature at her feet. She stepped aside, out of the way of the... bird?

"Don't let me get in your way," she muttered, daggers replaced into their sheathes. What sort of cretins inhabited this city? Was this one of the locals that someone had mentioned to her?