[color=c4df9b][b]Ettamri Belarence[/b][/color][hr]

Her temper flared for a moment, looking at the thief nonchalantly strolling up, as if he didn't just let their most valuable member be attacked by a large toad. Perhaps it was just as well, that the priest chose then to speak; had she not interrupted Ettamri's train of thought, Matteo would perhaps also need medical treatment. 

[color=fff79a]"Can you bring me to our Blade Dancer? I will give everyone a look over but I believe she deserves our concerns the most right now." [/color]

[color=c4df9b]"Hmph. Understood."[/color]

Putting away the greatsword, Ettamri picked Gwyn up with almost no effort, holding her in her arms in a bridal carry. Horsey was cooling off and grazing a bit away from the group, thus she simply brought her over to the injured Bladedancer. She supposed she was thankful the bladedancer didn't die, if only so she could serve as an extra hand during the next few bounties.