When Ashielle finished speaking Sammael simply nodded, his look glum, returning back to the line he waited to hear what Duraid had to say. When he was confronted with Duraid's strong glare he stared back. No flinch or movemnt. The talk was quick and to the point. Sammael had no difficulties with the law set down, and he assumed none of his brothers did either. They hadn't backed down before, so there was no reason to start now. With no questions to ask he turned towards the direction he saw Faris sneak off to last, but decided that wasn't what he was assigned to do. Finding the Dark mage nearby he went over and stood with his arms crossed. "We're getting more food now." he said, shifting his feet slightly. He wasn't known for superior muscles like Helath and Lasair, but he figured he could manage well enough. "I won't be carrying more than my body weight."

Lasair came up behind Sammael and gave him a slap on the shoulder. "Well, lets get some chow! I'm Lasair, by the by. My brooding brother is Sammael. If we need any fresh game, let him track it and we'll eat fairly well." he said with a grin before stretching his back muscles. "So what are we picking up next? Some quail? Maybe duck? Mmm, venison would hit the spot right now."

As his brothers went to help with food Nialas found himself facing Grey. Since he was willing to part with an axe so easily, he must be a fairly well natured man. With a tap of the back of his knuckle on the large man's shoulder the lancer spoke as he leaned against his spear. "I only want to clear things up so there isn't any trouble. None of my family have anything against your people. In the last town we heard a tale of a Berseker from the Empire who ate living Laguze. My brother, Lasair, the man with the large mouth" Nialas said, pointing over to him, "has a flair for dramatics and easy to play mind games with. I was simply teasing him because our tendency to prank one another. I apologize for any offense you may have gathered from earlier." Thumbing the tip of his spear Nialas looked thoughtfully at it. "I do enjoy learning of other cultures. If you ever do feel like speaking about it, please come find me. Until then... enjoy your day." Nialas gave a bow to the man before turning away and walking towards his brothers.

Helath looked Duraid up and down when he was scrutinzed, wondering exactly what was being observed. The speech finished quickly and his brothers left to help with food just as fast. Helath, on the other hand, turned to Arianna when she asked what to do now. "I'm gonna train you with an axe! That is, if I'm allowed to." he said, turning back when Duraid was. Helath took a couple steps toward the merc leader. "Durai- eh, I mean, Boss? One of the recruits needs to learn a bit about fighting. Do you mind if I spend part of today training her with an axe before I start any other work? Wouldn't want any fresh meat coloring the ground, right? I just want to teach her some basics that she can practice to help her... if that's alright with you, that is." The barbarian stumbled over his words a bit. He didn't want to push his luck already, but having a recruit who couldn't fight at all wouldn't work very well if a battle happened.