Tobias was still rolling his shoulders as he sauntered up to the rest of the group. Vaeri had just finished healing an unconscious wizard, the goblin was running around nearby, there were corpses everywhere, and a massive orc-looking... thing was siting calmly, vigorously working lubricant into the shaft of his bone. 

Tobias was, for reasons he couldn't put his finger on, quite relieved to see Fiona was alive, at least. Not only that, but she'd also acquired a prisoner. Tobias watched the interrogation with morbid, horrified attention, turning a very distinct shade of green as he did so.

Sana was crazy. Stark raving out of her mind. She was twirling an eye, an [i]actual human eye[/i], around on an arrow like a fancy hors'dourve. Tobias had known people like that, and none of them he would [i]ever[/i] want to work with.

He stood, paralyzed, while the interrogation closed. He watched speechless as she executed - [i]murdered[/i] - the man kneeling in front of her. It was brutal, barbaric. Insanity. And now they were going back for more. Sana wanted to go after the rest of them, and was asking for volunteers. Already, the strange orc-thing, the elf who'd saved his life, and even [i]Fiona[/i] - sweet, naive, innocent Fiona - had agreed to go with her.

Without knowing what he was doing Tobias stepped forward and opened his mouth. "You people are fucking insane."

The silence hung in the air like a corpse from a noose. Clenching his fists, Tobias continued. "No, I mean it. You just killed him, Sana. He's dead now. D-E-A-D. You didn't like him, so you shoved an arrow through his eye socket. He did what you asked, told you what you wanted to know, and you fucking killed him anyway. That's not acceptable, that's not what people [i]do.[/i]"

His voice gained power as he paced back and forth, trying to make furious eye contact with every one of them. "I know what you're thinking - here comes the criminal, lecturing us about right and wrong. And yeah, I'm a thief. I lie and cheat and steal for a living, I do a lot of bad things, but I don't [i]kill people.[/i] I just killed someone for the first time in my life, and it was in self-defense, and I think it may have been the worst thing... ever. But you people? You made a fucking day of it. And you didn't just kill these people, you butchered them! Look around!"

The thief stopped and pointed to a skull at his feet. "Someone was cutting out skulls. That's delightful. I'm glad to be a part of their team." He walked another few steps to where something shiny lay in the ground. Picking it up, he displayed it to the group. "A fork. It has blood on it. Someone stabbed somebody with this." He walked another few feet and pointed to a foul-smelling, vaguely human shaped lump of charred flesh and ashes. "What the fuck am I looking at right now? Can anyone tell me? Was this ever even a fucking person?" 

Another brief walk - this time, he held a mangled dead body up. The spine was snapped, the neck was shredded, the face (eyes in particular) were puddles of gore. Tobias felt his stomach turn as he displayed the corpse. "AND WHAT IN THE NAME OF HOLY FUCK HAPPENED TO THIS GUY?"

Tobias dry heaved a little as he let the body collapse, then straightened back up to face the others. "You say these guys were kidnappers, slavers? Stop them, by all means. Rough them up, imprison them, 'bring them to justice', all that shit people are always trying to do to me. But don't pretend this was anything other than a massacre. And if you guys are going to go hunt for more of this? Good luck and leave me out of it." 

It occured to Tobias that Sana could probably kill him now if she wanted - she had a bow, and he was still too woozy to be dodging arrows. [i]Fucking... whatever.[/i]

The thief turned and walked back towards the inn. "Try to have fun, dearies. I'll be here in case you decide to start saving orphans again."