Taking the small cloth bundle the mercenary simply shrugged, eight pieces of copper was better than none. Gray watched the farmer with mild interest, apparently there was more to the simple farmboy than he thought? 

For now the mercenary pushed the thought aside as he picked up the fallen mace, moving past the red haired girl to throw the weapon into the back of the wagon making a bit of a racket [color=a2d39c]"Eh careful ya fuck'n idiot we-"[/color] he was cut off by the mercenary who walked up to him poking the farmer in the chest [color=808080]"You could have gotten yourself killed, next time you open your mouth you'd better hope that swineherd charm works."[/color] in between that moment the farmer looked like he was going to hit the mercenary but he only spat to the side gruffly and nodded [color=a2d39c]"Ya'll get yerselves sorted, eh an what're we doin with missy here?"[/color]

Berrin motioned towards the woman although by the way she dressed made her look like a young princess [color=808080]"I don't care as long as we get paid. That dwarf better be generous."[/color] with that the mercenary walked away to drag the corpse of the bandit off the road leaving Berrin and Zelana to deal with the redhead [color=a2d39c]"Ya got yerself a name lady?"[/color] the farmer asked after a tenuous silence.