Barixius, you've heard tales of these things, rum gremlins as they've been called, frequenting docks and ships causing hell for sailors. They radiate a magic aura causing drunkeness affecting anybody in that area. They are known to take great delight in the collateral damage their magic can wreak, sparking accusations and quarrels in places they inhabit before picking off isolated victims. The take advantage of the state of their victim dragging them into their lairs below docks or in the holds of ships. You can't find any reason why it is here other than perhaps food.
Bragg, it's tracks seem sporatic and hard to locate a definitive direction.
Wendealynn, it looks like they are simply drunk and should wear off with time; the magic seems to be the act of making them drunk without drinking as to a magical drunkness.
Sirraah does a simple flourish, nothing impressive normally, perhaps more so due to the fact she's drunk, but finds the sheath none-the-less.
OOC:
If either Sirraah or Leaf try to move more than half their movement, they fall prone.
