James
The two were currently chatting about something, yet once she came back carrying a body they observed curiously. As she left it before Brand, Deel moved up towards the silnari. With loud sniffs he inspected the barely breathing victim on the ground.
Mark
Brand inspected the treton in the meantime. It was safe to say his interest was focused on a specific area of her body, before he smirked in a satisfactory manner. He dropped his beefy hand on his knee, leaning forth. **"Not bad at all. She has potential, Deel."**
Rose
The goblin nodded frantically in response. He probed his spear against the elf's shoulder a few times with a curious and entertained expression. *"She sure does! Might wanna give her the offer, Brandy boy!"*
Mark
The orc furrowed his brows in thought, giving her another look. The hand which didn't lay on his thigh was busy maintaining the menace of an axe he wielded from falling over. **"Perhaps having a fine woman in our group might be... Refreshing."**
James
After a few pricks, the elf felt pain enough to jerk his head up. The pressure on his body was immeasurable - his nose was broken, face was bloodied, and body was devastated. Yet what truly crushed him was the sight he became an observer of. His allies, the ones he had headed out to find - all brought to naught but fleshy toys for the monsters. Terror overwhelmed him, but even more so he raged. "H-h... How dare you... How dare you!" Thelmynn, with last effort, managed to force himself to his feet. With a swift swing of his one functioning hand he grasped a sword from the ground. A war cry empowered his charge, before a twist of his arm shot the blade forth in a thrust aimed for the orc's chest.
Mark
The sword met a wall, the breaching of which impossible. Nevertheless, he pushed - only for his weapon to snap under the pressure. Half of it flew off and landed besides Yakaiyo. Brand tilted his head as his bloodshot eyes shifted towards the attacker. And then, the white haired one felt it. An aura belonging to a beast unlike any other, it defeated him. His knees quivered and bent inwards at the realization. Brand, without warning, slammed his forehead forth. As it met the other's head, a horrifying series of cracks rang up the area. The orc retorted back to his posture. Thelmynn's head was halfway folded in. His body twitched once or twice, before he collapsed to the ground.
**"You've proven yourself to not be just a useless bitch. I could best you with my finger only, but that doesn't mean you don't have potential. Alright, I will agree to your offer, I'd like to be entertained."** He reached forth and raised a finger. **"However. Under one condition. Every now and then, I will need you to do some things for me. What the jobs are and what they'll require will vary in nature, but you'll have to do so without questioning my orders."**
Rose
The goblin pierced his spear into the chest of the fallen and hauled him away from the two as they discussed terms.
Mark
**"If you agree to that and find other means to satisfy my interest, I might even decide to aid you from times to times, depending on what you'll need help with. Accepting the conditions only to gain the powers and scram would be unfortunate. You are one crazy lass, it'd be sad to have to make you into minced meat. So, what will it be?"**
Carolyn
*The treton notices Brand staring at her bare chest. As she expected. She didn't really care to cover up; it's not like she was in the city. Yakaiyo grins as the elf desperately attempted to make a last stand, yet was knocked down like a peg.*

"Oh, I don't mind doing favors. As long as I get that power of yours. Getting help from a big, strong man like you isn't bad either."

*Yakaiyo strolls towards the large orc, pressing a hand up on his chest.*

"So what do you say?"