Loriana hesitated, suddenly very worried, as she watched the men approach the woman who had helped her. She bit her lip, trying to think of a way to get the men to keep walking to the next village, hoping to find a way to keep them from gaining an interest in this village. Frozen to the spot with undecision, she watched from a distance.<br/><br/>The leader of the group, the one with shaggy hair,  approached the woman with a malicious pleasure in his eyes, "Oh, yeah?" he answered, voice full of amusement, "You sure you want to pick a fight, little lady?"<br/><br/>Stepping closer, he adopted a casual, flirty stance, "I'm sure we could find other ways to expend that pent up anger..." He turned back to his compatriots, smirking, "I'nt she cute with that flush on 'er cheeks? Ah wonder if she blushes all over... Whaddaya say we find out?"