"Rope?" At first the woman's confusion got the better of her, seeing the bandit still entangled but as the forest began to return to its not so animate self she recalled just why this was important, "Oh, right, rope. We will need that."

Pointing at the bandit after, staying a few feet away and keeping the deadly curve of her scimitar concealed against the back of her, the elf announced her demands to the likely disoriented figure. The man had spent a minute, more or less, fighting off vines that might well have choked him if the magic were any more dangerous, the underlying energy of the wood responding aggressively to her beck and call, perhaps even more angry than she even knew or understood. All the same, she made it clear she wasn't not here to toy with the man or her expectations.

"Don't try anything funny, you! You and your friends lost, so be nice and we won't hurt you. I just have questions!" She rattled on, looking to Jacoby with a bit of loss of words. What else was she exactly to say? Surely there was something more that needed to be said, probably elegantly and not so transparent. That was how people spoke, right? They were not like animals who were notoriously bad at lying or concealing how they really felt.

Either way she frowned and awaited the bandit's reaction, good or bad. If it came to a fight, she wasn't about to give him a second chance.

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