Marric watches the halfling woman go about untying the gang's hostage, and then turns her attention back to the bowman.<br/><br/>"Hmm... I dunno, fella, you did take a fair number o' shots at me." She gives the man a wicked grin and stalks closer. "But I tell ya what... I'm feelin' generous today. You start spillin' the details, an' if ya make it worth my time I'll let ya run along. Don't hold nothin' back, now... I need ta know what I'm walking into, an' I ain't a fan of surprises."<br/><br/>The monk grins and starts to tap her foot on the floor "impatiently," letting flames dance to life over her toes.<br/><br/>"Trust me when I say you'd rather have him as an enemy than me..."