[color=RosyBrown]"Don't call me 'Auntie'. Rala will do"[/color] She added with a huff.
It troubled her that there would be no reward. How would she feed herself? How would she fuel her insatiable thirst for ale? These questions seemed to drown out the conversation as she sat by idly with her arms crossed, opting to scowl at cascade like a panther eyeing up its next meal. 

The girl looked strong, and Rala doubted she was lying about being a paladin. What troubled her was the girl's naivety. It wasn't out of the question that Cascade was greatly underestimating the problem at hand and Rala couldn't shake the thought that this was more trouble than it was worth.

[color=RosyBrown]"I say the best plan is to cut them down before they cause any more problems,"[/color] Rala said as she revealed one of the daggers that gave her the title she proudly bore.
[color=RosyBrown]"For Jormunds family, a pair of handcuffs will do the trick. I am more than capable of incapacitating an enemy without killing them"[/color] She added, trying to rationalize her initial bloodthirsty reply.