Hard, scarred men looked on Irnai, and their stone faces softened at her empasioned words.  They traded glances for a moment, then one stepped forewards and whispered to Zaer.  "Oi, Captain, Anathema have to eat too, right?  I 'eard the fair one say these bandits have already sacked two cities, there'll be plenty of plunder for the pickings, we don't need to take their shares."<br/><br/>