Sawtooth Spire I was drunk, said I was sober, and you said yeah right

wylla's voice rang out with a command. mahler turned his gaze over sagtannet quietly. wintersbane drew near, wan, quellcrist as well. nyx lingered back, and the gargoyle smiled her direction. but his attention was seized by the disappearing stag and the oddly acting daughter of leadership. 
both earned a closer survey, but then thade made his bid for the gift, provoking a short chuckle from the proud father. "he is a little tyrant," came the pleased observation, directed toward wintersbane as he stole the opportunity to look more closely at quellcrist.