It was dead, gone, a bloody, gory mess upon her blade.  With a kick, the creature's remains were upon the ground, and a few shakes cleans the steel before she sheathes it, and puts her bow back beneath her ghillie.  She knelt to check the bodies, analyzing the scarred, blinded (it would seem) eyes of the creatures...<br/><br/>The priest's blanching was noted as she glanced up at the man, and indeed it seemed that this was good reason as to why he had sought outside help.<br/><br/>"No, they won't." she replied to his first statement, and looked the creatures over a bit more, nodding appropriately as he spoke, and took note of the time she'd receive her payment before showing the man the eyes "Funeral pyre?  Bury them?  Be respectful of their bodies, I'd say; if the ruined eyes are any hint, I suspect anything we do to their bodies is peaceful and kind compared to what Zon-Kuthan's priests would do to them if they found out they had broken the decree's of the temple to not harm one of Shelyn's temples, or people's, in any way.  Direct me to my room, or wherever I may stay, and if it is not too much trouble, would it be too much to request a beautiful, lovely woman to wake me in the morn, for a bath and some pampering?  It's not often that I'm able to relax and enjoy simple pleasures, so I hope that is not a problem, but if it is then I shall be fine without."<br/><br/>(We can skip to the morning if you'd like)