<br/>Crystal listened to what the men said with little noticeable change in her attitude although a slight twinge of a smile did cross her face at the distant sound of storm's rather noticeable voice and tone.<em>"I see well I myself have no intention of turning your villiage into a battleground I assure you, I can't speak for the other occupants of the tavern but I am fairly certain that they will not wish such either." <br/></em><br/>She glanced at Azderal as she was bumped into curiously regarding her and listening to her words instinctively she softly hugged the trembling woman and glanced her in the eyes with a silent compassionate look.  She seamed to consider her words for a time before committing her own words to the matter.<em>"We.. well I suppose we will have to do something now, I am not good at fighting either but it seams together we have emerged the victor today.  Perhaps we should do something about this woman who abuses the dead before she decides to do something about us."</em><br/><br/>Crystal glanced back to the men not quite finished with all she had to say to them.<em>"I cannot promise that the battle would not come to your villiage, I cannot control the actions of this woman and if she is vile enough to raise the dead to her service Id imagine she might make that difficult to avoid.  She does not own the dead either she  controls and abuses them through vile powers,  she has no place to make demands of you or to abuse the dead and make use of them like puppets."</em>