Irritated at the townsfolk ignoring her, Vreskrr occasionally bounds of from the group to shortly stalk some villager. Questioning the logic these people use, she becomes progressively more annoyed. Constantly being greeted with pitchforks and torches had it's own kind of charm, but this was just terrible. Although...Surely there was a way to abuse this? Her casual, sadistic grin returning Vreskrr rejoins the group. It might be rather obvious to any onlookers she's up to something, but so far, no one seemed to care.

At the moment she rejoined the group, she heard Leila say something about an inn. Not catching quite what Leila had said, Vreskrr continued her plotting. This should be good...