Hushed Willows your arms full of lullabies, orchids and wine

"Good." She grinned at him. He was a bit odd, if Orlaith had to be honest, but spirited! She didn't see any ill-tent from him or agression when she threw a dominating aura on. It eased just a bit, but she always carrried herself with pride and arrogance, "we always need fighters," she said while nodding.

"And not sure, they apparently kept messing with people around the coast. You'd have to ask Lumiya about specifics." The flaming wolf had heard they caused trouble, that enough had her aggression turned onto them. Though Orlaith had to admit, she really didn't know specifics. All that mattered was= bad guy, she fights.