<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk101/princess_peach_1_1_1/AnimeDarkMage.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Senadra<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fire Pit - Old Bastion Keep (heading towards entrance)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Zephyria, Najarala, Open<br/><strong>Notable Content:</strong>Confusion, insults, and starting a group for someone's own good.<br/><hr/><br/>The initial response to what she had said and tried to convey to everyone in the general area...or rather, the lack of it from the next two people to speak up, was quite a bit dismaying.  It was astonishing how many people seemed to ignore common sense when it came to this sort of thing.  At the very least, they seemed to gather people who seemed to be reasonable, and who she sincerely hoped could help them stay alive.  It was a relief to see that she wasn't necessarily the only one who didn't have blinders and who was looking at this rationally.<br/><br/>Then came the blonde's response, which was...certainly far from what Senadra had expected.  Initially, the wizard wound up pausing in eating, her mouth agape with an eating utensil laden with food being held just in front of her face.  The look on her face was one of bafflement, and it wasn't hard to tell that the mage was having a bit of a difficult time processing the words being sent in her direction.  The compliment especially threw her a bit off guard.  At some point while Zephyria spoke, the food had managed to make it into Senadra's mouth, only for her to nearly start choking on it when the mention of washing each other's backs was made.  After a brief fit of coughing to clear her airway, she managed to spit out a single, semi-hoarse word.  "What?!?"  Her face was tinged a bit more pink than normal, though it was difficult to say whether the near choking caused it, or if Zephyria's words were the reason why.<br/><br/>Interestingly, it was the glint in the other woman's eye that allowed Senadra to put her thoughts back under control, and she narrowed her own back at the warrior in return, quite unintimidated and seemingly unafraid to poke at a potential sore spot to try and get her point across.  She cleared her throat and then spoke once Zephyria had finished.  "I don't really care what you<em>think</em>you are capable of, and neither will any monster any of us encounter.  All it will take is a single capability a monster has that you don't know about, and your perceived capabilities suddenly mean jack shit when it surprises and corners you.  If you can't listen to common sense concerning being a bit cautious about what you fight and when you fight it, then please, don't let me get in the way of your 'eager spirit.'  Or, as I think it really should be labeled, suicidal idiocy.  Just do me a favor and don't get anyone else killed because of your hard-headed stupidity."  She then glanced at the guy who proclaimed he could handle things on his own, and she let out a frustrated sigh as he started walking away.  Perhaps he just hadn't been there to hear her before, but maybe he'd actually listen to reason.  She didn't bother saying anything further to Zephyria at that point.  Either she'd pay attention to some logic, or she'd get herself seriously hurt.  If not worse.<br/><br/>As it was, she was standing and starting to follow the man that had seemed convinced he could handle things on his lonesome without a further word to those in the fire pit area.  When she caught up to him, or at least was at a distance he could clearly hear her, she called out to him.  "Hey!  Where the hell do you think you're going off to on your own, exactly?  No one should be outside the walls alone, you know.  There's a reason groups are forming up back in the fire pit."  She moved a bit faster, doing her best to catch up with him.  "Only an idiot would go out there without some kind of backup right now.  It's suicide, with all those monsters and shit out there.  You should come back with me, I'm sure we can find a couple more people to work with at least...and I say we, because no way am I letting you go alone."  Well...that was one way to start forming a group, she supposed.  She paused for a moment, her features softening a bit now that she had gotten that out of the way and she didn't have other people to chew out around her at the moment.  "The name's Senadra, by the way.  I'm a wizard who specializes in dark magic.  I'm sure you'll find my skills useful, especially if you have some way to lay a real smackdown on someone.  After all, I can cause an enemy to take extra damage for a time with one of my spells."  That was a weird word...smackdown.  Why had she used it?  For that matter, why was she compelled to call people out on what she felt were stupid decisions that could get them hurt?