[color=00a651]”Bah! Do you take me for a fool? There are plenty of reasons why some sick bastard would want their next victim to be alive.”[/color] the woman snarled at Thokk, having mustered just enough strength to struggle to her feet. A stiff push could easily knock her back down to the ground however. When Raugar offered to heal her, she didn’t hesitate to accept, if only so so could immediately back away from the others as her worse wounds mended. She reached behind her to grab something, only to realize she was without a weapon. And while Raugar’s Healing brought some strength back to her, she knelt on the ground in pain as her other injuries still ached.

The orcish woman looked up to the group, still snarling but somewhat less hostile than before. [color=00a651]”I don’t trust you, and you should t trust me. But... It’s not safe to be out in the open here.”[/color] the woman stood up and reached inside one of the ruined building, tearing off a chunk of soggy wood as an improvised club. [color=00a651]”I have a shelter deeper within the ruins. It’s small, but should me safe enough. Help me go there, and I’ll help you out a little too.”[/color]