Sasha gave a light nod to the rogue. She truthfully didn't think much else of his comments as of right now. She could feel as the healing lights surrounded her as she let out a soft sigh of relief.<strong>"Thanks."</strong>She softly spoke and gave the cleric an approving nod before she ventured upstairs to put on some armor. The barbarian stretched a little bit as she attempted to find new comfort with her freshly restored self. While she wasn't fully healed up, it was enough to make her feel much better. The injuries she had were only a minor distraction playing on the back of her mind.<strong>"They should be in disrepair considering their leader should be gone... given the man was infact not just some figure head for their operations."</strong>The woman spoke giving a rather intellectual stand on the topic. While pummeling the guys was fun, it didn't stop her from taking in consideration just how disoriented they might be or the fact the man they had slain might not have actually been the real leader. Truthfully she hoped it would be a rather simple raid... with plenty of beatings to go around to all those who would seek to disrupt their operations.<br/><br/>The red head watched as the woman came back down in a rather provocative armor. Much like her, she assumed that it was enchanted to give a particular appearance while giving its benefits. She always hated how stuff armor was as she preferred the lighter wear. Her armor left to be usually more exposing of her for the sake of being cooler rather then giving an attractive appearance. It tended to be more of a side effect then anything if you ask her, while a very pleasing sight for others who might look upon her curves. The woman walked over as she looked upon the body of the leader and gave it a rather heartless kick.<strong>"I'll bring this oaf along. Sure is dead, but I'll bet they will think twice about screwing with us and get speaking if they see him in that state."</strong>She spoke as she looked up. While it might be a smart thing to do, it was by far much more of a barbarian task then anything. So long as the body itself wasn't decapitated and disfigured on purpose, using it as a ploy and sign of victory was always valid. A body was always meant to be returned except for some certain situations. Her culture always held a certain value in giving honor against fellow warriors, even if they might be enemies or go about their tasks in rather cowardly ways.