Steppe Archer would be glad once this was all over...and hoped that she'd at least get most of her money back with the rewards, given that the remedy potion took most of her remaining copper pieces. She'd grab some of the scented grasses she'd used from before and plug her nose with them, insisting that Druid Girl should probably do the very same. 

Then came the question that Steppe Archer really wanted to avoid. The nomad clenched her fists at her side, looking ashamed. [color=CC6633][b]"...My first party took on a job like this and...well...our frontline fighter got bitten once, and contracted some horrible disease. I barely got her to a temple in time to save her. Our roguish friend vanished as soon as the job ended, so...[/b][/color] she looked ready to cry. [color=CC6633][b]"I was the only one left.[/b][/color]

Tying her hair back for maybe the first time since Druid Girl had met her, Steppe Archer would now look even more boyish with her bangs and crown still fluffy and spiky, while tucking her nearly four foot long pony tail into her clothing. [color=CC6633][b]"I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, or Big Red. I don't want to be alone again...or have anyone's adventure end in a sewer of all places!"[/b][/color]

She seemed resolved to protect her party members, in spite of her trembling legs. The thought of giant bugs STILL unnerved her.