@Guardian Angel Haruki@XxFellsingxXThe orc's words haunted Rala and she skittishly hurried to the feast tent. The whole time she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being followed, but she didn't notice anyone over her back. Her mind was racing and she quickly scouted out a nearby bar to order a drink. With a large swig of liquor in her belly to calm her nerves, the veteran rogue scanned the crowd one final time. No one seemed to be watching her, but she quickly scouted out two of her associates, easy to see in a crowd. They were with a tough-looking blue woman. She began to mosey their way, hesitant to join them right away. Instinctively she blend in with the crowd until she was right beside them. There, with her face turned and covered by her long hair, she listened in for a moment.
The woman in question was requesting something simple enough, but Rala had a bad feeling about the whole thing. She tended to have those often, however. Her friends seemed eager and naive, so she jumped in to assess the situation for herself.
Stepping forward and towards the group, Rala snuck up behind the lady in question and put a hand on Cascade's shoulder.
"We aren't a charity, and we don't need an extra mouth to feed" She said with a huff.
"Surely there is more to this situation. Unseasonable storms? Sounds like the work of someone magical" She skeptically concluded, now encircling the woman and standing between her and her companions.
"In any regard, why should we trust you stranger?"