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[b]Dᴜɴɢᴇᴏɴ Eɴᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇ,[/b] Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Dᴀʏ, Aꜰᴛᴇʀɴᴏᴏɴ[/center]

[indent][i][color=A84B5E]I am surrounded by idiots.[/color][/i]

Rael stood in-formation, brow raised as she witnessed what had to be the first time she had ever witnessed complete and utter madness. The meathead tank, Graves, had responded to her initial confusion of the situation at large and was preparing to approach the dungeon with his wits about him—or at least that was until their token ranged expert decided it would be a good idea to make Graves’ perpetually small brain even [i]smaller[/i] by insulting him in a playful jab. There was no question to Rael that such quips backfired faster than attacking a Davokorian Stinkbeast from behind.

And she didn’t even really [i]know[/i] the people she was grouped with for the most part.

As apologies were uttered and things settled back to normal, she gave the group another look over. Just in case that Graves was quick to ‘react’ again. Especially following another quip, this time shot from the lips of a different girl in the group whom Rael could only assume was some type of caster given the fiery explosion that echoed throughout the skies above; an explosion that Rael did not pay any mind to due to the fact there were no monsters around. 

As Rael’s thoughts move back to the man who had gotten ahead of himself moments prior, she began to wonder if Graves were to react to her own comments. With this in mind, she would be sure to give him the distance he needed and make sure she was out of harms way; not out of the fact that she was afraid of him but rather that she had no interest in dealing with the antics of a bunch of fools who were more likely to become a dungeon’s lunch rather than its conquerors. Rael was [i]smart[/i] and what she was seeing now was giving her the impression that this was one of the worst groups she had the displeasure of working with. [i]Ever.[/i]

[i][color=A84B5E]At least it’s not a repeat of those halfwits I journeyed with in the desert. I almost [u]died[/u] that time.[/color][/i]

The thought was a [i]mildly[/i] reassuring one as she let out a light breath of relief. At least until someone opened their mouth about something she had already mentioned was peculiar before the whole 'fight'. But instead of keeping quiet, Rael decided it was in her best interest (or her amusements best interest) to reply clearly to the person in question. A reply that started with a [i]smug chuckle[/i] leaving her lips as she looked over to the individual who uttered the inquiry about the absence of monsters being abnormal. An innocent question to some, perhaps, but to Rael it was not so simple.

[color=A84B5E]“M’yep. I’m pretty sure I said that, but I guess with the jilted lovers in our group it’s pretty easy to get distracted!”[/color]

There was a momentary pause as Rael ran her tongue against her upper-left canine again, thinking as she did so.

[color=A84B5E]“In fact, out of all of the dungeons I’ve [i]cleared[/i] I would say this has [i]never[/i] happened before. [i]Ever.[/i] So something’s up.”[/color]

When she was finished with her comments she turned towards the fire-obsessed caster who had inched closer to the dungeon as the group argued and traded comments. The idea of looking at the dungeon more closely wasn’t an absurd one, but to do so solo was a dangerous concept all of its own. Rael kicked her foot up—sending a loose piece of stone up for her free hand to snatch. Without thinking much of it at all she sent the rock flying a few inches from Redsky’s face, slamming into the pillar a few inches to her left. As it clunked she let out a sharp whistle and quizzical expression before she shouted a question at the woman in question.

[b][color=A84B5E]“Hey! Are you new to the group part of raiding or do you like dying a whole lot? ‘cuz that’s going to happen if you walk in there all by yourself!”[/color][/b][/indent]