Aya flinched as the frog ribbited loudly. She had assumed he had a frog brain as well, and well, there was nothing to prove her otherwise yet anyway. Being right there as he hopped out of the bowl, the ambitious rogue spotted the commander's medal at the bottom of the bowl. [color=f7941d]"Why, for me? Thank you, Commander!" [/color] She said cheerily, snatching the shiny object up in a heartbeat. She slipped it into her pouch.

	When she heard the zombies, Aya popped up into a standing position. [color=f7941d]"Son of a- quick, run!"[/color] Before she booked for the door, she span on her heel.[color=f7941d] "No, our money! Fight! Fight for the money!" [/color]

	Her eyes flittered around the room in an instant. As they shambled up the stairs, she went into action. [color=f7941d]"I've drunk enough- get the wine on them!"[/color] She ordered one of the strapping men in the room. Then she scrambled to the campfire and lifted a burning branch from it, holding it by the non-flaming end. As soon as the wine was on the zombies she'd drop the flame on the alcohol and set them all on fire.