Cleftra was observing all the fuss from a long distance.
"What the hell was that idiot thinking when he suggested that we should form groups?" she thought while looking at the less used dagger she had quickly picked out of the pile with the useless weapons. She had the feeling that this mission, although it seemed ridiculous, would be far from easy; especially for her, that she was not used fighting with others and now she even had to be partners with those clowns over there.
From the branch she was standing on, trying to figure out the weaknesses of her ally-opponents she yelled:
'Hey, losers!! Yeah, you! Which team do I join?'
Many heads turned to the her voice, but most of them looked angry.
''I can guarantee 3 goblin heads without any fuss, BUT you will do as I say"
Whispers and angry lookings spread all over the place, but Cleftra kept looking at them in a provocative way, knowing that someone, even one, would answer...She was definitely in the mood for some more fuss.