"You don't seem to understand," The man began. "I am the one with the business here, you stupid fucks." He glanced around, noting the men with weapons. Mentally marking the down. "Now. Where are the brothers?" He repeated. "I offer money to whoever is willing to help me. A healthy sum. Along with protection from whoever may be after you once you switch allegiances." He looked at Joren, directing the comment to him.