The monk looks over her shoulder at the woman, bound and gagged as she is on the floor, and then looks back to the bowman.<br/><br/>"Yea, fun... I can see that..." She cracks her knuckles and stalks towards the man, throwing the crossbow behind her and making sure to stand between him and it. "Now, I'm here to collect a bounty on y'all. An' that bounty don't care whether you end up dead or alive. So, do yerself a favor here, buddy... I'm gonna ask ya some questions, startin' with 'who is in charge o' you folks,' an' you're gonna give me some answers, lest I show ya just how much an icy kick to the balls hurts..."<br/><br/>She grins and raises a fist, letting the fiery energy of the starstone fragment collect and dance across her knuckles.<br/><br/>"Unless maybe ya prefer yer chestnuts roasted..."