"That was spectacular!" [color=0072bc]The dark red haired youth shouted with complete disregard to the minor injuries that had been inflicted upon herself and the half-elf nearby. Delighted blue eyes darted between each of the others.[/color] "Shall we pursue them? Teach them to not trifle with us again?"

"They're on the run, [i]girl.[/i]" [color=8882be]Zelana glowered at the cheerful display of wanting to go after those who had already captured and bound the unarmored female. Gritting her teeth, the half-elf set her crossbow aside to press her hand into the bleeding wound left by the bolt that had struck her. At least it had struck her off-hand, the woman considered as she pondered possible treatments since she had no knowledge of the farmer's clerical abilities yet. There had been no need to discuss such matters. There hadn't really been much conversation at all.[/color]

[color=0072bc]The noble girl gave a bit of a pout, she wanted to make the bandits pay for their insult against her person. Her blue eyes shifted from the white-haired woman over to Gray. He was familiar though she couldn't precisely figure out why. Her expression shifted to one of honest consideration as she watched him over by the now-dead leader, the shouts of the others fading into the distance.[/color]