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Roy offered the barbarian an annoyed look. He had only met the man and he had already insulted him numerous times. His callous personality along with the general air of distrust among the party made the musketeer slightly regret his decision to offer his help. Though he held his tongue on voicing out his complaints. Roy was the one who offered his services to the party, it would sully his honor and pride if he admits his irritation. Royal musketeers were disciplined to keep their emotions in check, it would be his unbecoming if he let his emotions get the better of him. Placing the musket back in its proper place on his pack he follows the rest of the party in approaching the figure. There he discovered that the mystery woman was actually an orc. Badly wounded, but no longer in the danger of dying. He hears the outburst of the orcish woman and frowns at her words. [color=orange]"How many more gestures of kindness do my companions have to display? If we had wished you harm you, we would have done so and not waste our time and magics to mend your wounds."[/color] He lets out a huff as he sees her stand up shakily, still snarling at them but in a lesser degree. [color=orange]"Trust us or not. Few individuals have the mind or the will to set foot on these accursed lands. Fewer even those who would be willing help some stranger...it would be wise to be more appreciative of these small blessings, madam."[/color]


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Persuasion check to the orc lady: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/12735]14[/url]
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Kept the loaded musket. 
Tried to persuade the orc lady that she ought to be more thankful to the kindness shown.
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