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

She nodded as the Fiend Knight spoke. Perhaps he wasn't an actual knight? In any case, he sure sounded confident. Still a priest would be useful to find as he suggested. The ranger wisely agreed to her being leader, giving no sort of objection or sign that he will be difficult to handle. Good, that sort of attitude would help immensely; sometimes an order needed to be taken immediately without question. 

[color=ed1c24]"You leading... I don't mind. But you should treat your comrades [i]nicer[/i] or, otherwise, everyone might die [i]again."[/i][/color]

Ettamri laughed loudly at that. [color=c4df9b]"Whether I'm nice or not doesn't matter, now does it? Ah what was it... Yeah, I asked three of you, to help our priest destroy the undead mage first didn't I? You can't even do that, and everyone else paid the price, while you scampered away alive. GAHAHA, BUT TO THINK YOU'D BLAME YOUR OWN INCOMPETENCE ON ME?"[/color]

[color=c4df9b]"Are you picking a fight, you trash!?"[/color] Her mood turned a quick 180 as she slammed down the large iron club on the ground. [color=c4df9b]"I did not come back to be accused of leaving them to die!"[/color]