Peony follows behind the prisoners, not taking her eyes off of them, as they leave the cell, slamming the cell door behind them with a look on her face that reads "not even a thank you?" at first, before transitioning into a "if this old man says one more thing, his family will at least have a body to bury." She draws her sword as the man steps into the boat, almost as a promise to do as her expression commanded. She took a deep breath before stepping closer to the boat herself and shaking it with her foot while he stepped in, whispering to the old man (trying her best not to be heard by anyone but him) "You are no more important than anyone else here, and my master would want your head for your baseless pride." As she turned to walk away from him and to the rest of the survivors, raising her blade to be in front of her face, its flames now glowing white, she muttered a prayer. "Those wishing to leave, please board the boat. I'm sure you'll have the protection of at least one of us while the rest of us make sure we clear the rest of this filthy place of any who would harm the city. May you be sheltered by Tymora's power, and ever safe from Beshaba's gaze." She pauses momentarily, before taking her knee, blade held downward, looking upward overdramatically. "O Tymora, please aid these people in whatever struggles they must overcome, that they may one day do so for others, with or without acknowledgement or recompense. May they reach their homes safely and be embraced by the loving arms of family. May they be granted your fortune in their endeavors, or act on your guidance to aid in your wishes." She stands, grasping the hilt of her blade and, with a flourish, resuming her prepared, but not hostile, stance toward the old man, winking, and blowing a kiss with her free hand. >Thaumaturgy to slam the door to the cell shut. >Thaumaturgy to make her voice sound more ominous, but not louder, for the threat (advantage on intimidation) >Going Vox Machina lite and intimidating the old man (prepared to go all the way if necessary): 12 >Even more Thaumaturgy to change color of the flames on her sword (because thematic) >Hopefully calming prayer: 10