Hazel scurried away from the tavern door quickly and giggled. Once outside, she threw a glamour to camouflage herself so it looked like she were part of the tavern walls itself. She inched her way slowly around the side and away to a nearby home. Inside she could hear the annoyed voice of the nobleman, his nasally voice loud and clear to everyone both inside and out. "Where is that blasted sprite! I tell ya, that winged culprit will meet the steel of my blade! No one messes with Sir Vego Blackston!"
Hazel had to quiet another giggle threatening its way out of her mouth as the snooty nobleman rushed out, his blade drawn in the air trying to look menacing but to Hazel it was just plain amusing to watch. She saw with some disappointment that he had managed to remove the bug from his undergarments. Knowing humans, he had probably smashed it into oblivion at this rate. The fairy frowned briefly, before amusement bubbled up again. The stupid git was waving his blade around trying to look for all the world as tough as he thought he was. This was too easy, Hazel thought wickedly.
From her hiding spot by the wall, Hazel made herself invisible with a slight gesture, so she was completely unseen to the naked eye. Grabbing her pouch of magic dust, she fluttered up to him careful of the sharp blade he wielded, and was still waving it back and forth like a moron. With a small pinch of dust in her fingers she blew it at the pompous nobleman "Sir" Vego Blackston, and watched with utter delight as the man fell down on the cobbled ground, fast asleep, some drool starting to escape from the side of his ridiculously mustached mouth, letting out a soft snore in the process.
With the danger now over, his sword clattered on the ground beside him, she filched it with the intent of breaking into his home and planting the sword someplace inconvenient for him. Perhaps that nicely potted plant in the entryway? Being careful of course, not to harm the plant. She would merely stick the blade into the dirt right beside the purple leaved exotic plant, but not too deep as to harm the roots. She also pocketed some gold coins from him as well to hide them somewhere he wouldn't think to look.
At this point the mischievous fairy became visible once more, and skipped merrily down the street toward the nobleman's home, while singing off-key. He would be out of it for some time. The most that could happen to him would he would be robbed of his remaining possessions. No one would dare to harm him as he was a prominent important citizen of Zantaric, having much influence in the dark village. Hazel was careful to avoid his higher ups when needed. They were all a manipulative bunch in her eyes. But why not have a little fun at their expense while she was at it?
She continued skipping down the street. "La lalalala....." she sang in a horrible, irritating tone of voice audible to anyone passing her by as she headed towards the man's home to "conduct business."
