"I am a scout-warrior from Solku, having spent all my life hunting and killing creatures<em>far</em>more difficult to find than you." she replied, kneeling down in front of her before nodding to the dark puddle of feminine ejaculate "That's before all of the gifts and treasures of my travels, and before the fey-pact magic you seem to have enjoyed... oh, and that guardian, the Tyrannosaurus?  He was wounded by creatures I'm chasing and tracking, grievously, terminally... I<em>talked</em>the creature into letting me end his misery, and the god<em>himself</em>thanked me for his blessing.  Or whoever's guardian it was."<br/><br/>Standing and kicking the scimitar away towards the wall, she then took hold of the woman and dragged her by the ankle toward the wall, roughly.  Setting her down, she straddled the woman's waist, and looked her dead in the eyes with fury in her own.<br/><br/>"Now, I said I'd do unspeakable things to you for trying to steal my bag and doing everything you've done to me..." she said, her tone solemn, serious "But if you tell me what you were trying to accomplish earlier when I interrupted your casting... perhaps I'll let you go after you repay me..."<br/><br/>But then she realized something, and her brow narrowed...<br/><br/>"...actually, does the term 'firedancer' mean anything to you as well?  That's in addition to the casting bit, I should say."