Delgar studied the assorted group in the room, and saw them study him, some with hate in their eyes, others with fear.<br/><br/>While Tamara had told her story and the elder thanked him, he watched the faces of the villagers, alot of them still glaring at him, some outright terrified by what Tamara had said, but he thought he saw one or two who looked at him admiringly.<br/>He nodded at the old man, a small token of respect to the leader of the village is never a bad idea, but then spoke determined and like someone who expects to get what he wants "I of course reserve the right to keep whatever equipment belonged to these pigs", he points at the soldier, "that includes their horses. Also I think I deserve some compensation for ridding your town of that scum. As well as a hot meal, a hot bath and a bed to spend the night, before I'll be on my way again tomorrow".<br/>He delivered those demands in a matter-of-fact tone, leaving no doubt that he was a mercenary who gets paid for killing people, and who would consider this his fair payment.<br/><br/>The meal and bath had been the main reason he had stopped in this town, and after getting fresh blood all over it seemed even more inviting.<br/>