Dean
*The Qua turned toward the newcomer. He had never inquired about the race of the giant, and decided to let her answer it.*

"Yes, yes. One hundred silver each, we pay first, then we take you north, to where my kins are."

"We feed and pay you maybe ten or twenty silver a day, is depends on how good you are, and feed and give you bed. We go deal with elf slave raiders. Then you keep what you take from then. Yes, fair deal?"
Cora
*What!? That sounds like a great deal if there's not too many slavers! But I better not let him know that.*

She put on a face that made her look unimpressed, and nodded thoughtfully. "One hundred silver each up front is not a bad start. But try to keep in mind you are getting high quality swords for hire. Don't let my appearance fool you, I have as many skills as I do weapons. And Kondor? Come on, one look and you can tell this guy knows his stuff. It's not just that, he's a biiiiiig guy, and if you want to keep him at his best I'd suggest upping the daily pay a bit. I sure as hell don't want to see him hangry, would you? Also it's not like slavers will be any problem for us but how many are we gonna have to cut down?"

*Hm, that should do. I don't know Qua very well but I think we can negotiate a little on the price now. I wonder how well equipped these slavers are going to be? Some nice gear to sell isn't a bad reward, I just hope they're not too tough to fight. Not so sure my reputation could take another failed job and survive.*
Dean
*The Qua listened patiently to what Roach had to say, clicking his antenna together, clearly in deep thought.*

"Then, what you know of magiczzz? I have see many men and women in big armour, big sword, but if you no know magic, you is just normal soldier, then get normal payz" *The Qua explained. Although the tribemen would get to keep some of those loot from the slavers, he wanted to ensure that this operation end up in the black for them, and preferred to spend as few of their precious liquid cash as possible... Tribesmen are not known for being exceptionally rich, after all*
Cora
*Oh I got this.* She thought, allowing herself a cocky smile for their employer to see. 

"Hah! I know my magic, sir, that I do. Tell me what you want. Burned slavers, frozen slavers? Maybe you need to stop a scout or sentry from running away? I can do that, too. Oh, and last but far from least.." She leaned towards the Qua with her hands on her hips and looking just as full of pride and confidence as one could be. She may be exaggerating the power of the magic she knew, but she did keep her skills sharp.

"..I know healing magic. Why, I'm practically a battle mage *And* A combat medic. And the invincible Kondor is with us, so you are very lucky." She stood up straight and patted his arm as if showing him off. She was entirely glossing over the fact that they had only just met.
Dean
*The Qua clicked and clacked, and from the corner of the room, another Qua responded with incessant clicking. It seems they were communicating in a non-verbal manner for some reason. Perhaps to avoid people spying on their conversation.

After a few minutes of awkward silence and clicking, the Qua turned back to her.*

"Then we pay thirty-a day, if what you speak is true, yes?"

*A simple response.*
Cora
*Oh crap, I don't know their language, and they're hard to read. What the heck are they saying?*

Despite her nervousness she kept up the prideful, confident show and waited patiently. When the answer finally came she felt relieved and pleased. The starting deal was already good and they had just made an even better offer for her boasting. She looked thoughtful again and stroked her chin before looking up at Kondor.

"Well, what do you think, big guy? My talents may be top notch but you're probably going to end up doing the most work. Is thirty a day enough to borrow your immense power?"
Floyd
**At this entire conversation, Kondor was just confused. His brain hadn't been keeping up with what the woman had been saying, let alone follow along with it. Words splurged in one ear and straight out the other as she spoke. When he was patted on his arm, his head turned towards the short lady, blinking in confusion. However, when the Qua spoke, somehow it was a bit simpler for him to understand.* 

"Ah, thirty silver, is good, is good. I take what offered, yes?" *Having processed what was being said by now, his eyes widened in realisation.* "Kondor is strong like bull, but magic for strong like dragon." *He flexes his arms a slight bit before nodding in agreement with the payment.*
Dean
*The Qua turned toward the woman and Kondor in confusion. It seems he isn't too satisfied he just got increased pay forced out of him by two of his hired mercenary. Bummer. He will have to get more loot to make up on this.*

"Then you must of knowing that if you sell loot we may taking commission. Small, maybe ten percent, yes?"
Floyd
*The original value that had been offered was good enough for Kondor either way, and he's far too gentle a giant to actually take too much in such a way.*

"Eh, Kondor don't need loot. You take gear, items, stuff to sell. All I take is pay, and looted money. I not a greedy man." 

*What he was saying was that if he were to loot, it would just be money that he found. Any items would be given to the Qua. He felt that was fair.*

"And only pay extra if I earn. I useless, no money needed."

*Of course, that meant that if he turned out to be useless, he would be fine not being paid, since he also wished to see the world and travel.*
Dean
"Is fair deal. Very fair deal. Maybe too fair " *The Qua said. If Kondor was willing to concede his share of loot and help him save money, then he certainly don't mind*

"Me sure you big and useful. That always useful against *Knifey*" *The Qua whispered the last word, lest he incurs the wrath of another elven adventurer again.*
Floyd
"Hehe, yes, yes. Fair deal. I take useful stuff, but Kondor is no good at selling or money, so only useful stuff for I. Everything else, boss get." *Though he wouldn't deny extra pay, he sure as hell wouldn't cause extra difficulties if it just meant more work for his contractor. Really a healthy soul.*

"Elves too soft. Like stick. They snap, easy. But arrows annoying, painful. Stick to you for while."
Dean
*He clicked and clacked for a little bit again,*"Then for fairness, we will give you some gold from when we sell gears that is belongs to you." 

*Perhaps this mercenary is too innocent. He really need a baptism by fire, so to speak.*

"Then, we will be going at tommorow, at noon, at the port, we meet up there, yes. Noon bell will ring and you be there in fifteen minutes, yes?"

*He was referring to the bell rung customarily when it is noon time in the city.*
Floyd
"Noon bell, yes. I know." *His head bobbed up and down as he planted the thought into his memory to make sure it wouldn't escape his mind. Fingers tapping onto his helmet, the rhythm he tapped specifically to help him remember. It was a technique he had learned, associating rhythms with memories, and it kept stuff in his head.* 

"Everything is fine. I is glad to work with you!" *A wide smile revealing jagged and serrated teeth from behind his mask, he put his hand out to shake the Qua's.*
Dean
*He shook the giant's hand back. His grip was surprisingly firm, though obviously uncomfortable due to the difference in size and height between the tw.*

"Now I talk to this new girl and get them set up, you can rest in the meantime."