Anya
"I'd rather not, at least without pay. As much as I hate them I prefer not to kill them without incentive, mainly because they're annoying to fight." He says, "More of a nuisance than a major threat, when you're prepared." He mumbles, "And the people who hire me are rarely prepared." He coughs
Craig
He looked at odvan "T-the pay is their bounty!.. And.. And whatever they got .. They're witches n such... A briarheart sells well.. And the soul gems... And staves... They really have alot of goods..." He said snd then continued "Also cause it keeps people safe.. More people to get jobs from when the forsworn aint killin em!"
Pamela
*Dives stayed silent for a moment. She was* ***Going*** *To offer to split the payment for the job she was on that brought her to the ruin that had Forsworn squatting on it... But this human seemed perfectly motivated to help out without that, just for looting whatever they had looted themselves. No need to bring up the offer or anything related then.*

"Either way, I'm going to have to go back there once I've healed up. Don't want to leave a job unfinished. Speaking of healing up..." *She trailed off as she took the now-heated potion from the fireplace, and put it back on the table with her equipment. She took out a small stirring spoon and stirred the concoction for a few seconds. Once finished with that, she took a small spoonful of the concoction, tasted, it, and determined from how it felt that the healing potion was done. She made a "Cheers" Motion with the cup she had been using to brew it, and then drank the lot.*
Anya
"I'm not an adventurer, nor am I salesman. I'm not taking anything unless it's gold or truly valuable, which are things that aren't certain about being there. So unless someone gets me pay I'm not leaving this inn." He says sternly.