Neverwinter Forest A bad penny always turns up.

It was kind of comedic the way the intruder pulled himself from the log, and if she hadn't been incredibly irritated by the whole thing, she might have laughed. But she found no humor in any of it right now. She waited patiently for him to pull himself free after they created a way for him to do so, her angry gaze tracking his every move in case he decided to make a run for it. 

But it was soon clear that he probably didn't have the brains to think that far ahead. She rolled her eyes and shook her head at the grin he offered them, fixing him with a fiery glare as he exclaimed how fun this had been. His demeanor quickly changed, though, to something more fitting for the trouble he was in. The mess isn't what you should be sorry about, she snapped. You trespassed across our borders, Simmik continued, taking a step towards him. Explain yourself, she demanded, staring down at him with angry disapproval.