Naia had watched the exchanges between Nivaar and the orc and had seen the insect man up close from her hiding place in the shadows. She scoffed at the bug's strange appearance then quickly made her way back to her tent to gather the small amount of supplies she needed. Naia was never without her dagger, even in the camp, and most of the time she never needed much more than that, especially if Sonya was on her team. Naia wasn't a friend of Sonya but she respected the tiefling's skills and her willingness to follow orders. She chuckled at her own sarcasm and put her pack on her back. As Naia walked slowly to the meeting place, she nodded at a few people who recognized her and smiled evilly at a human who had picked a fight with her a few days previously and lost.

Finally and begrudgingly Naia stood before the group that had gathered and rolled her eyes at them. She nodded curtly at the orc who had been assigned to be her leader and said in an impatient voice:

"Are we going to the city or not?"