Rochelle had been busy scoping out the village. It was some sleepy little town, and aside from a few trouble makers, she wasn't sure why she came. She thinks she might have had a dream or something, but she never remembers her dreams once she wakes up. Whatever the case she was already here so Rochelle figured she could look around. As she did so she heard and explosion in the distance and went to investigate. There she saw a gathering of people, likely adventurers. A bunch of strange folk who end up getting into a fight with some more rough-types, and proceed to beat them down without missing a beat. Seemed like a tough crew, but Rochelle wasn't sure if they were even a crew or just a bunch of belligerent adventurers having an odd gathering. Rochelle was honestly not sure what to make of it.

Instead of getting involved she just stood a little bit away and listened. Chances are all these people are here for some job or there's trouble brewing soon, and Rochelle may as well listen in. If it's pointless then at worse she wasted some time and she can go into the tavern for a drink. But if it's interesting then maybe she'll get involved. She honestly didn't like the looks of anyone here; they all looked like a bunch of posers who think they're tough stuff just because they can beat down some low lives. Not that Rochelle was any better, but at least she doesn't make a big deal out of it.