Suddenly changing her mind, Taralda stooped trying to pet the overgrown killing machine and instead turned to the assembly of hunters (presumably) that had arrived now, all who seemed to pretty colourful, then again knowing her own background colourful seemed to be what hunters where best at. Starting to gesture and walk around the room as she started to exposit, Taralda tired to sound as serious as possible

[I]''Here is the deal, people, folks or whatever you Americans call yourself. We got a bloodcrazyed brainless vampire horde, who if i got this straight will be coming on mass to drain this town to nothing. Now call me crazy but last time i checked that was not part of ''The American dream''. I say instead of sitting here playing around with cards and tigers we should pack our weapon of choice..''[/I] 

She quickly grabs her massive gun to demonstrate her point

[I]''...Like this here revolver that has enough fire-power to be banned even in this country, and march over to that horde. Since they are so mindless and stupid we should set up a trap of sorts, fool them in to attacking as carelessly as they have done and then we pounce on them and these bloodsucking abomination against god will be toast!''[/I] She does a quick spin making sure everyone sees her in her casual none-treating but decent looking attire
[I]''Come on?''[/I]