Aure finally was able to pull her blade from the bandit.  It was stuck against a rib she guessed, but she was able to extract the blade from the body of the giant bandit.  The sound the blade made though when it was pulled free made a chill run through the young elf's spine.  Already she knew she hated that sound.  But before anything happened, Aure took a couple moments to let her breathing and heart rate ease down, she was calming herself, catching her breath.<br/><br/>None of what had happened had yet to catch up with her yet as Aure looked around to watch for any bandits trying to come at her.  She was honestly surprised to hear all the calls for retreat from them, and none at all were focusing on any of the villagers anymore.  She was clear, none of the bandits were close enough to be any problem at all.  With a sigh of relief, the elf moved over to where she had seen her dagger thrown, that she did not want to lose.<br/><br/>After a few moments though, and it became obvious she wasn't going to be in any danger,  the woman began to calm down and she got a look at all the bodies, her blades in her hands, and then her hands.  The blades and her leather gloved hands were covered in blood, she could only imagine what the rest of her looked like.  And she would be right, she had the blood spray across her armor, and spots on her face from the last bandit.  That thought, as well as the adrenaline crash, sent a visible shiver though out her body.<br/><br/><span style="color: Magenta">“Oh... Maker...”</span>she said, crashing against the side of the statue tat had held the torches, and sliding down to sit on the ground.  It was just hitting her that she was the reason that some people were dead... she had killed multiple bandits during the fighting with her own blades.  It didn't matter that each of them probably deserved it, she was still responsible for ending multiple people's lives.  From her position, Aure looked up into the sky, and at the torches she had been protecting.<span style="color: Magenta">“I need a bath.”</span>was all she could say to herself, thinking of the bandit blood she had on herself.<br/><br/>She wasn't even paying attention to those around her as everyone cleared out.  She did not see Cruran drop the bandit leader's head on the ground at Ser Katherine's feet, or him come into the main town square where she rested in the center of on the far side of the fountain.  She was paying attention to nothing, just letting the adrenaline crash hit her, and to recover from the fight.<span style="color: Magenta">“I think I am staying right here... I'm done.”</span>she replied to the order of hunting the bandits down.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>