"I'm not joining the military, and I'm not bowing to any leader.  Besides, other than our esteemed employer, and maybe our timeless little angel, I've probably been around a lot longer than any of you kids.  If there's a leader to be had, it may as well be me."<br/><br/>When the talk turns to drinks, she goes ponderous.  "I have a lot of work to do, so I can't have anything strong, and I'm gonna have to duck out early.  But first, we gotta know who does what."  She glares at the people already heading to the pub and raises her voice to catch their attention.  "Hold up!  Drinks later.  Business now.  Pay's settled, advance is settled, but we're gonna work together here, we all gotta know what we're bringing to the table.  I'm Senna Whippoorwill, proprietor of Whippoorwills' Whatsits.  I can make damn near anything, and looking at some of the trash y'all're carrying, yer gonna need me.  I have some magic to my name, to boot, and I should be able to keep our mithral maiden here moving should things get ugly."  She nods in Sword's direction.  "I'll have to make sure everyone's kitted out proper 'fore morning comes."