Rhonna: The Offer

Rhonna looks at Lloyd and the mercenary exchange conversation. Judging from their expressions, the two warriors are close and know each other quite well. Looks like Lloyd has made a lot friends in his adventuring days, and Orik is one of them. I just hope the half-elf can convince his friend to help us, Rhonna thought to herself.

She wonders what Lloyd sees in this brutish mercernary. People like Orik are only motivated by gold and treasure, they can quickly switch their allegiances at the drop of a coin.

"Wait!" Rhonna shouts. An idea forming in her head.

The two warriors turn towards her. Orik raising his thick eyebrow and Lloyd slightly blushing from the unexpected reunion.

"You're a mercenary? Working for money?" Rhonna asked. "Well if its money you want, I have money!"

Orik looks at her and back at the half elf. "Who is that girl?"

"She's Rhonna Merrid," Lloyd replies. "Daughter of the late Julius Merrid. Merchant trader of the West."

"Whatever the harpy is paying you, I can double that!" Rhonna declares. "Just help us get rid of this evil."

"By harpy you mean Nualia," Gryffin corrected.

Rhonna rolls her eyes. "Fine, the harpy is Nualia. But I still think she's dead."