<span style="color: SeaGreen">Right, uhm...</span>Jal looked back at his crew, several of whom were looking at Luna in a less than savory fashion, then walked to her with the sword held at his side. He leaned down a bit and spoke quietly.<span style="color: SeaGreen">Look, darling, we're lookin' for more the violent sort for this job. We're not going anywhere pleasant and some pretty elven tart, no offense, isn't going to be able to help much.</span>Jal looked back at the crew briefly. It was lucky for this girl that he had already spent some coin and had his kicks today, it made him a great deal more sympathetic toward her.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">Unless you mean to be entertaining them, but their really not the <i>clean</i> sort.</span>Jal was a little upset that someone had finally agreed to help and he was warding her away, but it was for her own good.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>