Alisa
*Ahdria's straight face did well to hide the rage that was currently burning through her body- causing her to feel as if she could very well explode at any moment.*
*They'd left. They'd sent her into a dangerous situation... For not even a hint of compensation.*

*She sighed softly, glancing around the tavern- luckily for her, most of the townsfolk had already went home for the night, and those that remained were either too tired, or too busy to bother her- and chose an empty bench in the corner to sit in, leaning her spear against the wall.*
Ronald
Mirihil walked over to Ahdria with two coin purses, one a bit bigger than the other. She sat on the opposite bench with a huff, placing the smaller purse on Ahdria's side of the table before pocketing her own.

"There we are. Business done," She said, folding her arms on the table and looking around. "Seems your people cut and ran. Sorry about that. Terrible feeling." Her gaze fell to the table as she thought for a moment before looking again to Ahdria. "How about a round of drinks, maybe some dinner? On me. You definitely deserve more than that measly sack of coin."
Alisa
"This one thanks you... But really, there is no need. Ahdria has no need for these things... She is just bothered by the actions of this person; why hire someone, then disappear? She very much hopes that this doesn't turn out to be something much worse... But then again, perhaps they were simple unable to pay the cost, and very much afraid?" *Ahdria slowly placed the sack of coins she'd been given in her pocket, her tail-tip twitching slightly as she spoke.*
Ronald
"Probably the latter. That's been my experience, at least. But what'll you do now? You're part of a caravan, right? Gonna go join back up with them once you're done here?" She asked.