Siri smiled rather grimly at Ameiko, puffing her chest out just a bit.<strong>"Well then, miss retired adventurer, leave it to me to solve everything. I'll give the goblin leader an extra kick to the delicate bits for you. I expect a pint ready for me when I get back though!"</strong><br/><br/>Siri was nothing if not confident, obvious enough by her lack of armor. On her back was strapped an old, worn spear that Siri practiced throwing rather than using in close-ranged combat. She'd found out years ago that she was really best-suited for hand to hand combat, emulating the beasts that she'd grew up around with her nails that were hard enough and sharp enough to act like claws. A little perk of her unusual blood. Well, that and she had her healing magic to fall back on if things went south. Upon the arrival of the girl from yesterday, Siri smiled and nodded to her.<br/><br/><strong>"If you want to come along, then that's fine. I won't deny you a bit of vengeance against those disgusting goblins. Allow me to take the lead though; I'll keep you safe."</strong>Says the short, supernaturally pretty woman in simple furs. Really, if it wasn't for the fact that her body was quite well-toned and strong, she'd look more like a damsel in distress from a primitive culture, rather than a (self-proclaimed) powerful druid warrior.