Nuruhine had joined in the group who where going to slay the Forest Wyvern, since she needed the wing for a new robe she was going to get made. Her offensive skills where not very great at this point, but her ability to keep people alive where good, and so her spells zipped around the field, raising health bars as soon as the Wyvern lowered them, and taking most people out of the danger zone. The leader man was shouting some stuff, but Nuruhine was to concentrated on her healing to really listen to what he had to say. it was probably just the usual shouting stuff anyway. Eventually, after a final skill, It then died when the leader stuck a spear into it for the last time, and dropped the wing she was looking for, so she picked it up and smiled, the new robe would be lovely for the stats it would give, and it looked great as well. Another testosterone-fuelled shout came from the burly leader, and Nuruhine sighed. Such noise was unnecessary.
But, they had another goal, obviously, and so the group walked onward, with Nuruhine putting the last little touches of her healing onto people still hurt from the fight. The walk was quite considerable, but eventually the light blossomed, and Nuruhine smiled softly, until she saw the other group. She had done some work for them - she didn't really take sides, since both where as stupid as the other - and so she sat at the edge of the forest while the group went off and probably swapped insults for a while before getting into a fight. Nuruhine didn't know why they thought everything could be solved by fighting, but most people where dummies like that, so she just stood, occupying herself by checking all the stats on her gear and reading the descriptions.