The old man nodded, eyes wide with disbelief.<br/><br/>"Oh, praise be to the Blue Lord!" he said, coughing for a moment. "Yes, let me see here...thank you for saving her, good sirs, thank you so much!"<br/><br/><br/>.....<br/><br/><br/><br/>The crowd seemed to be splitting up into smaller groups naturally, one being a dozen or so hillfolk who Mouse would recognise as the ones they had been sent to collect, others being a group of villagers, and a mismatched handful of sailors. Off to one side, the lizard-woman hovered, quiet and wary.<br/><br/><br/>.....<br/><br/><br/>The speaking mercenary tailed off as he saw the gazes of the others shift over to where Talion was, and where Mouse was following up.<br/><br/>"Hey, hey." he said, putting his hands up and dropping the spear. "No need to get violent, right? You saw those things right, we had to do whatever they told us or they'd have sucked our souls out or something. We're just as much victims as the people in that temple, right? You saw how we stopped fighting once you showed up!"<br/><br/>The mist surrounding the island had cleaed a little, enough for Mouse to glimpse the ship she and Zavros had arrived in a short way down the shoreline, where Henes had been waiting.