"Puttin' some Suahagin to the blade, huh?" She says as she brings a guantleted hand up to her chin, rubbing it for a moment, "I don' think I'm at too much of a risk to gain any new scars. Though I've been wrong before." She says with a small chuckle, "How big is this tribe, anyways? Any intel on how -many- we're dealin' with?"
Her voice seemed light and jovial but her questions had an uneasy sharpness underneath the surface, and then she spoke rather plainly in a flat tone as she looked down at the papers, her brows furrowed.
"I will have nothin' to do with a primal itself. I'm no grand warrior that slays beastmen's gods. I'm just an' old merc. Killin' the Suahagin? I can do that. Fightin' their god? Well, I think I'll leave that to someone more well suited to it. I ain' got the experience, and I'm too old to really think about learnin'."
Her stance shifted to a more guarded one as she seemed to think about it. Her face was hardened like stone as she drifted into contemplation awaiting his response, only her eyes moved around, seemingly measuring up the others that had seemingly taken up the call to arms too.
Her voice seemed light and jovial but her questions had an uneasy sharpness underneath the surface, and then she spoke rather plainly in a flat tone as she looked down at the papers, her brows furrowed.
"I will have nothin' to do with a primal itself. I'm no grand warrior that slays beastmen's gods. I'm just an' old merc. Killin' the Suahagin? I can do that. Fightin' their god? Well, I think I'll leave that to someone more well suited to it. I ain' got the experience, and I'm too old to really think about learnin'."
Her stance shifted to a more guarded one as she seemed to think about it. Her face was hardened like stone as she drifted into contemplation awaiting his response, only her eyes moved around, seemingly measuring up the others that had seemingly taken up the call to arms too.
