[center][color=plum][h2]Dwyn[/h2][/color][/center]

Dwyn's eyes widened with shock, shock that quickly turned to self-righteous fury as the book made contact with the water. Adjusting her grip on the halberd in preparation for something to lunge out of the waters, the woman spent a good few seconds staring at the water before sighing in relief. Of course there wasn't a threat - the nameless teammate had simply been indulging some childish fantasy. Ignoring that she'd wholeheartedly believed in the creature's presence, she looked at him disdainfully. [color=plum]"Now that we've [i]established[/i] your overactive imagination, can we--"[/color] 

Cutting herself off as the light shifted. It seemed that she was going to stay silent, until Aiv's shameful and frankly outright blasphemous display. Never mind, she'd forgotten. She was surrounded by unholy, unrighteous, ignoble--

[color=plum]"[b]Imbeciles[/b]."[/color] She muttered, loudly enough for every one of them to hear her. With that out of her system, Dwyn turned her back on Aiv, towards the source of the shifting light, the broken sentences. Should it have been a roar or otherwise monstrous sound, she'd have charged into battle happily, knowing as she did that righteousness would prevail in such a situation. But as it was, the brunette had little interest in slaughtering the ruins' residents. She glanced around the room, her eyes settling on the passages ahead.

[color=plum]"I'll have no part in this farce. We're leaving."[/color] The time for discussion was over, as far as she was concerned. She'd given them time for discussion, and that had revealed that at least one of them was a gibbering idiot. [color=plum]"Two of you pick up Orpheus. If nothing else, one of the dark passageways should hide us until we have an idea of what we face."[/color] Perhaps, if they hadn't spent their entire brief existence getting on her nerves, Dwyn would have been nicer about this.

As it was, the knight had no intention of letting any more discussion continue after witnessing her teammates' reckless idiocy. Besides, the scent of the herbs and the words being spoken worried her. A point of principle that was probably foolish, but she was deeply uncomfortable with the idea of killing holy men. So instead of waiting for anyone to dissuade her, Dwyn turned and began walking down towards the passages. It seemed that, without direction, her plan was to pick one entirely at random from those that didn't appear to contain any approaching foes.

Perhaps a more forgiving sort would have waited by Aiv's side, seeing as he clearly had no intentions of avoiding the confrontation. But frankly, she had no interest in hanging around an arrogant, unpleasant collection of gibbering morons.

And even less interest in associating herself with what frankly appeared to be a heretic.