"I'm certainly not angry, nor anything like Arthas, but thank you for the comparison"<br/><br/>She released the limp hanging warlock and put it safely on the ground, a soft stroke of her neatly gloved fingers along the bruises of her neckline made little stars of light appear, giving the little goblin a warm feeling and taking away any pain caused. She opened one of her bags and took out a long piece of cloth, embroided with the same argent dawn emblem as her own cloth, that is protecting her mouth and nose for the dust and petals around them.<br/><br/>"If I was anything like a paladin acting out of anger, you would've been dead my dear.." She kneeled down before the trembling woman and bound the clothpiece around the goblin's mouth. "This ought to keep you safe from the storm outside of this arch, I might have the feeling that you and your demoness could come in handy, as we try to find the goblins that are responsible.."<br/><br/>She stood up and wiped her gloves, some petals sticking out of the folds, she suddenly sneezed, several of the damned flowerparts flying up from within the folds of her robe and mouth cover. She looked a little concerned, but shook the thought of off her, returning her piercing glare at the young green woman.<br/><br/>"Besides, if there is the slightest chance you are lying to us, that sweet..." She had putted emphasis and sarcasm in that last word, before finishing her sentence..."...Sweet man over there, has his way with your beloved demoness... Understood?"<br/><br/>She looked over to the magus, glaring angrily, still a bit annoyed by his sarcastic words over her actions.<i>Who was he to say how she should act?</i>She sneezed again, a soft pink blush getting more and more red around her cheeks and nose as she rubbed her watering eyes. She hoped the lustplague wasn't getting to her, that would surely be disastrous...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>