Djoth shook his head for a moment, trying to puzzle through Bulla's weird logic. Somewhere off in the trees, hidden by the woods, a woman wailed broken-heartedly, but the sound was quickly silenced.

"We've got our problems here, same as any village. But if you're looking to collect a bounty there isn't a soul here who would hire you." Mostly because it was highly probable that a shabby backwoods hamlet like this was populated by people who had reason to not be in nicer places like Ebonfort. Likely, half the people here would have fetched a bounty if dragged off to the right place, which was why Djoth thought Bula was less than wise for announcing her intent right off the bat.

"A dog who yaps all day and all night scares all the game away and no one takes it seriously. It's the quiet hound that knows when to stay silent who catches the most game," Djoth said sagely, not really expecting a brute like Bula to understand the proverb.

"No one asked for your help, and no one gave you permission to set up camp in the middle of our town either. Now you can flex and scowl at me all you like, but I don't see any reason why four orcs would be less trouble than what we're already dealing with. Especially three Orcs and one Orc who doesn't know when to [u]shut her yap[/u]!"

Either Djoth was suicidal or he was confident in his skill with his sword, but either way he was armed and apparently not going to let Bula's glare scare him off. Just then, a much younger boy with black curls appeared from behind one of the dusty shop-fronts nearby and hurried to Djoth's side, whispering something in his ear. Djoth scowled more, though this time there was something thoughtful in the frowning expression.

"Is that so, boy?" 

The lad nodded, glancing at the Orcs with mixed wonder and fear.

Djoth harrumphed and there was a long pause in which he processed whatever he'd been told.

"You may not be very smart about going after bounties, but ya said you hunt monsters?" His demeanor hadn't changed, suspicion dripping from every pore, but whatever the boy had said had given the four Orc-women a second chance with the stubborn old Screamer.