Akiros seemed conflicted over their new companion; he seemed to think that, while she was capable, her just... showing up like this was troublesome. He also had a bit of shame, involving her being a paladin, though he'd only admit that to Devaguea privately.<br/><br/>Korima seemed to like her, especially her directness; given how blunt the kitsune could be, that wasn't surprising.<br/><br/>Serena disliked how stiff she was, and wanted to see her in battle, before passing any further judgement.<br/><br/>Tina didn't have much to say at all, but... that was normal for her.<br/><br/>Talia had done some research on the woman, her people, and her tribe, but much of it had come up fruitless; they lacked the resources needed for much research into the topic. she did think the woman believed everything she was saying, though the truth of it was, of course, up for debate, but she didn't sense any ulterior motives.<br/><br/>Sak'bas, herself, was almost as much of an enigma as her appearance. While she would answer direct questions and didn't sound evasive, many of her answers were frustratingly direct, or showed a lack of curiosity on her part. She served and obeyed, and rarely questioned, especially orders given from lawful superiors. That's not to say she was blindly obedient - she had a strong moral code, and had no problem refusing orders she disagreed with. but would do so openly. Quietly stubborn, a DC 20 Sense Motive might notice that she would, based on stories she shared, try to direct her leaders, through which orders she obeyed, and which she would object to, guiding by blunt example.<br/><br/>The elf returned a few minutes later with her report, then fell in line with the rest.<br/><br/>The region around the hut is an 80 foot diameter area of solid ground, thick with bog grass and dotted with small cattail-clogged pools. This solid region is surrounded by a waist-high wooden fence, in which a single gate hangs askew. A fist-sized rusted iron bell hangs from a hairy length of rope tied to a crooked post next to the gate.<br/><br/>The ringing of the bell is loud and obnoxious, but certainly should be enough to draw the attention of the inhabitant inside. Sure enough, a few minutes later, one of the windows open, and a hideous head, green-skinned and warty, pokes its head out. "YOU! Quit making all that racket! What in the nine hells do you want? And who are you, anyway?!" she bellowed.