Mysaren let Rimau take the paper, slightly annoyed that the height advantage didn't really allow her to read facial expressions that well. She couldn't tell exactly how sarcastic that 'Alrighty then' was, and it made her vaguely uncomfortable.

"Yeah, apparently. Doesn't sound like too much fun, but at least that narrows down where they could be. Not too much of a chase." Hopefully. She wasn't familiar with the mountains, and definitely not familiar with any hidden nooks and crannies someone could use to run out of there quickly. She crackled her knuckles absentmindedly as she thought of a plan of what to do. Just trap them in the mountains and kill the poor bastards sounded like the best idea.

"Yeah, quite true, but I'm sure it won't be too much trouble. If we're lucky, all we have to do is trap them up there, a few quick slashes and shots, and done. We get the reward money, plus whatever those assholes have on them at the time." That would probably get them a bit more money, whatever those bandits have stashed away in that mountain. Hell, maybe more that they'd get from completing the damn mission.

"Transportation? Uhm, I usually just walk," she said, having decided long ago that purchasing a horse was a waste of money and time, "but I suppose we could find something on the way there, yeah?" Hitch hiking was a terrible idea, but if, say, a few horses and a cart went missing in town, surely no one would notice, right? Well, either that, it they would get noticed and repeatedly shot to death. Neither sounded great, thinking about it.

Mysaren chuckled at his joke, grinning. "Heh, it was good! Not many people joke about the entire necromancy thing, y'know. It's... refreshing." Most people just ran for the hills screaming or called her some kinda evil monster when they learned about the necromancy thing. It wasn't the most desirable forms of magic, but it was useful, especially in her line of work.