Upon seeing the drow Rose kept her expression the same as if the maiden in distress had been a pretty human girl. Arlana had introduced herself and it seemed appropriate that she do so as well. "And I am Rose, a knight in the service of Waterdeep," the red-haired dame introduced herself, bringing her gauntleted hand to her armored breast.<br/><br/>"Gold," Rose sighed, but with a smirk on her face as she glanced at Arlana, the two holy women the only ones who had not yet degenerated into petty squabbling over the loot. It was a minor miracle that they had not come to blows yet, but then again the day was still young. As she had expected one of the others, Wil, came up to her trying to rope her into the problem and trying to hand some of the ogres' gems to her. "Very well, I shall hold these in trust until such time as their value can be fairly distributed to all. But let me say this: learn to trust your comrades-in-arms, or never trust them at all," she told him, her words meant not just for him but for the others as well. The knight accepted the two gems and put them away for safekeeping, before she collected her own share of the gold.<br/><br/>It was high time to keep moving and not waste the rest of the day. "Sir Sampson, would you allow our new friends to ride on the wagon? It would hardly be fair or practical to expect them to walk," Rose called out as she mounted her own steed.