The smile present on Jayne's face revealed just how well her charge and her worked.  Will was her equal in experience, just new to the Order of Bahamuth.  Keeping well free of the magic that Horo had used to stop the woman who was thrashing herself to pieces, she cocked her arm back and let fly connecting solidly with her chin.<br/><br/>(((OOC: Ack!  I messed up, non lethal coup de grace I think and forget the roles I made, just going to knock out blacky )))<br/><br/>Stepping back, Jayne looked about her and marveled at the wealth in equipment with which the orcs were equipped.  Searching blacky (ooc if the spirit jaw spell comes down and she is indeed knocked out...) for any items of wealth, she fully planned on an offering to Bahamuth.<br/><br/>"Well, good job everyone."  She took assessment of the situation and offered her healing to anyone who needed it including the woman that was hit in the throat.  Taking a sip from her water skin, Jayne looked sky ward for a moment before heading towards Sheva.  "Bahamuth be praised.  You have a fine group with you, Cap'n.  Do we have supplies enough to make a beach front camp?  We should take blacky here back and get what information we can."<br/><br/><br/>