Lightning was relieved to hear both of them accepting her proposal, but that relief was shattered when she saw the drow punch the elf square in the nose. She sighed and then shook her head. Violence wasn't against the law, so she really couldn't do anything about it. She wished everyone could be quiet and enjoy the coin like Avery but, this was something that was inevitable. Mercenaries came from different backgrounds and all walks of life and sometimes they just didn't mix well together. If Lightning could be picky, she would have just told Lara to leave.<br/><br/>"Well now that that's out of your system," Lightning said as she looked over at Nabriel and placed her hand on his cheek. He would have first felt the icy sensation of her cold armor touching his skin, but then it would feel warm as his lesser injury healed from her divine magic. He would have been as good as new. Stepping back, Lightning decided to introduce herself. "My name is Raquel Lightning. We leave tomorrow, when it's brighter and warmer outside. The oracles predict heavy snowfall today anyway. So, if you all have no place to stay, we can go back to the castle for shelter."