Safira rolled her eyes at the immature comment of one of her captives. The other one had a little bit more presence of mind to act like a grown up and chastised his friend. The blood huntress didn't care one way or the other. What she did care for was what they had to say about Callie. As Brett, one of the two surviving Barnaby brothers, finished his story of how they came about the little girl, Safira had to once again roll her eyes. The huntress tried to remember if she knew anything about craters in forests. A glimmer of memory shot through her mind, but was immediately gone. Safira only remembered being in the tavern and hearing bits and pieces of conversation, but she'd been in one of her moods then and the fragment of memory didn't have any chance of being retained.

	"So let me get this straight..." Safira began at length. "You found a little girl... In a crater... after a weird light show in the sky... And you decided she was a rich girl in need of ransoming?!?" The huntress was sure her sarcasm would probably fly right over these thugs' heads. It was obvious they cared only for one thing and when presented with more pressing facts would simply ignore them if there was buck to be made. "Where is this crater?" Safira considered something for a second and added. "And the backpack Callie had on? I want to see what she had in it."

[hider=Mechanics]History on craters in forests. A big ol' [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/9062]nope![/url][/hider]