Ahnasha laughed back at Fendros, raising up her hand to wave back as he approached. "Sorry, I only deal in crazed prisoners of war. But it looks like you have plenty of those, so we might still make a deal."

Standing up from her chair, Ahnasha stepped down from the porch and met Fendros halfway to the cabin. She was indeed dressed as if she were a local hunter, with rugged leather pants and a leather vest, in order to help her blend. As soon as she was close enough, Ahnasha leaned in and gave Fendros a quick peck on the lips in greeting, along with a pleasant smile. "Well, I take it from your mood that your mission was fairly successful? I have some information as well, hopefully that will be useful. So, anything unexpected happen, or do we need to just get to the interrogating?"