The fall; although it had been anything but planned; had not gone anywhere near as bad as it could have. The human, Sathrielle, had made for a delightful collision pillow to dampen her fall, minus a few nagging armor plates here and there.

Rithrynn reared herself to sit up on top of the flattened human, only to immediately drop back down on her as a bullet whizzed dangerously close to her head!

Despite the smokescreen erected by Alissah, the fact that they could not see anything whatsoever didn't seem to discourage the happy trigger fingers of the White Hand mercenaries on the other side. Even if Sathrielle was in their line of fire as well!

[i]"I guess they really don't care for her that much. Could it be her stunning, compassionate and wonderful personality?"[/i]

Crawling over towards the discussion between Alissah and the group, Rithrynn would keep her head as low as possible.

"Second, I want to interrogate one of these damnable heathens once we're done! Do we have a prisoner?" 

"Do we really need to take a prisoner?" Rithrynn immediately sounded with a rather dismayed tone, the Sentinel seemingly not so thrilled about the prospect of taking another prisoner. Particularly not with the prospect of another interrogation, considering where their last prisoner had ended up!

Though the moment of silence combined with the stares she received from the rest was enough to convince her that it would be pointless to try to argue.

[i]"Why can't we ever capture a hot High Elf for a change?!"[/i]

Reaching behind her at the unconscious Sathrielle, Rithrynn would drag the limp battle mage towards the group as they all moved towards the crates to the side, to avoid the possibility that any of the White Hand mercenaries might get a lucky shot through the smog.

"Will she work?" Rithrynn asked as she looked at Alissah and Liaena, her gaze pausing at the latter as she suddenly produced a small vial and handed the sleeping potion she had received earlier for Sathrielle back to Liaena.
" ... didn't even need that one."