Kenneth
Vill rolled the question through his head as he determined what was appropriate to say. In truth, he came to Sayf because he saw the opportunity for many things; vengeance, power, riches... Chaos. But only one of those was a good answer to tell a seemingly righteous man such as Sayf. And so he did. 

 "I have a score to settle with a few people," Vill told the man and gestured to his bad leg with the cane. "A bone to pick as one might say. I have heard tales of you, through covert means, and you seem to share my interests, to a degree so far at least. Siding with you will give me an advantage against those who wronged me while biting back at the guild for its corruption. It's not some noble cause that will be written stories, but I didn't come to have stories told of me." 

 *I came to see how I could end the stories of the fools who thought themselves better than me.*

 Vill looked down the alley to where he expected to see the slave. A part of him pitied her because he understood the depravity that came from being owned by another. Someone had thought him slave worthy, unfortunately they had not anticipated the magic he wielded in his hands. For what he showed on the surface, though devilish, was nothing close to his true nature.

 Maybe he could use the slave to his advantage one day. 

 "I see. Well, if it is to ensure an uninterrupted trip then I cannot complain." He adjusted his standing and leaned against the wall. "Still, one thing I learned from the guild, is that the walls tend to be more aware than you think. I suggest we move eventually, otherwise your desire to not be noticed will be but a distant memory."
Kimberly
*Oryra would take a bit longer than planned but would eventually walk back over to now two. She would frown as she looked at the newcomers but said nothing about it. It wasn't her place to say anything though seeing anything tiefling made her a bit uneasy. Any of her race just made her feel that way because of her parents though, she just felt she couldn't trust them.

Walking over to Sayf before stopping close to him.* "The healer says I'm fine now, a few fixes but nothing they saw that was life threatening for injuries. I'm guessing now we will be traveling to the new place I get to call home?" *She would look over at Vill before looking back at Sayf* "Is he coming with? Can you even trust him?"

*Oryra was not wanting to travel with two more because it gave her a less chance to escape but not like she would say that. No, in steas she was just going see if the half tiefling could even be trusted. She doubted she'd be getting any help if she even asked. It was all just irritating as she was wanting to get out of here and away.* "So, how long of a move do we even have? Since I'm guessing we are going out into the desert?"
Joe
*Saif raised an eyebrow as Vill mentioned the guild. He was instantly concerned, the last thing he needed was a guild assassin following him back to camp. But his comrade had vouched for Vill, and the fact he mentioned it so casually did speak of his lack of immidiate ill intent. He decided to give him a bit of a chance, although if he did find out he was Thieves guild he'd knock him cold in a heartbeat.*

"This guild you speak of, it isn't the Theives Guild is it? Don't tell me you're a member of the guild. If so there will be some issues."

*Before he could get an answer, he turned to see Oryra returning. He was glad she hadn't taken to long, and he hoped her sarcasm would have settled down for the moment.* 

"Very well." *He said before handing some coins to the healer.* "We'll see sooner or later if we can trust him." *He said to Oryrya before turning back to Vill.* "You are correct about the walls. Any further conversation best be done on the move. The camp is 3 hours out in the desert, although I will not tell the specific route yet. There are a few others in town who will be joining us on the trip back. We can talk more once we leave town."