[color=c4df9b][b]Ettamri Bellarence[/b][/color][hr][@Searat]

She listened silently to the ranger's report, biting back a retort. There was a certain edge to her anger right now that she didn't feel like crossing. 

[color=c4df9b]"Ah, so you found goblins you could have easily avoided, only killed [i]some[/i] of them, let the rest escape."[/color] She took a sip from the bowl, the firewater energizing her a bit, warming her insides. [color=c4df9b]"Then? What happens if they have a larger group somewhere? Surely a ranger such as yourself would know they might come back in force to get revenge, especially now that they are alerted to our presence. Not only did you ignore my direct order to not fight unless necessary, you also expected the entire party, to wait at the riverbank, exposed to the elements, while you dilly dally your way back. A slow trudging wagon with escorts could surely be overtaken by two swift people without any goods. Had we waited for you, we might not have even gotten in this grove and be forced to camp in the open with barely any wood for a campfire."[/color]

[color=c4df9b]"Ah right right,"[/color] she poured herself another bowl of the drink. [color=c4df9b]"There's also the fact that you might be dead, in a dangerous mission involving trekking through territories that might be filled with enemies. Enemies that might now be alerted after you killed a few goblins."[/color]

[color=c4df9b]"This level of competence is unacceptable."[/color] There was a sudden burst of vehemence in her voice, loud enough to be heard around the fire, but still low enough that it was just above normal levels of speech. She was classically trained after all, and did study several scripts by generals and soldiers. Her hand was shaking, the red girl was grinning, the grin from [i]within[/i] widening ever so slightly as she tried to control her anger. [color=c4df9b]"Not only did you endanger the party, and the entire mission with your recklessness, you also had the gall to push off your faults onto another."[/color]