Rictor/Siana/Ari
When the Wendice fell, Siana breathed a sigh of relief, glancing over first at the Korporal and then over in the bard's direction. "Yes, I am all right." A once over on the Korporal gave her the further reassurance that he, too, was mostly unhurt, and thanks to the bard.
She looked over at the bard, and though the visibility was still poor, she began to make out familiar, striking features, and Siana pursed her lips. "You."