[@TheUnknowable] [color=lightgray][i]"Well, that was an interesting fight. With enemies like that out there, we'll have to be more careful.  First, though, is anyone hurt?  I can heal you.  Otherwise, we need to eat and discuss this.  We definitely need guards too."[/i][/color]

[@Light] [color=a187be][i]"They will keep watch over the camp. Any objections?"[/i][/color]

Retrieving her blades from the bandit leader's neck as his corpse stood next to her Kismet quickly patted herself down, checking for any injuries. She hadn't felt any pain at all, but she'd learnt that in the heat of the moment you didn't always feel the wounds until it was too late. There was plenty of blood over her, but as she wiped it away she assured herself that none of it had been her own.

"I'm fine over here," She called over to Siana with a smile, waving her arm to show it was still attached and still working. Turning towards the necromancer, she watched him quizzically for a moment before stepping a little closer, iving the two of them a little privacy from the rest of the party as they went about looting the bodies. Kismet had already gathered her fill of the booty, and felt it best not to push her luck while others were paying attention.

"That's a useful spell to have," She said to Adamar by way of an introduction, "But that armour of his seems like a very useful piece of equipment to have. A little too sophisticated for mere bandits, wouldn't you say? [b]Would you mind giving it a closer examination and let me know what you uncover?[/b]"

While she knew enough about magics to survive in the crazy world she found herself living in, Kismet would be the first to admit she knew little of their actual operation. At times like these it was usually better to rely on an expert's opinion on the matter.