The camp was just far enough away from town, and the road, as is to not cause any trouble, and to keep any activity secret. The members of the party sit around the fire, a smattering of races, one speaks, an orc, perhaps the most unassuming of the lot, though that is to do him a disservice, being tall and bulky enough to put almost anyone to shame "theres a solid bounty out...we'll 'ead there in a few days...'ey, look." The orc points past his comrades, at the goblin approaching them. The orc stands up as his allies muffled their sneering laughs "leave it to me." The orc says as he walks past the fire, standing with his hands on his hips "you lookin to join up lass?" He tilts his head to one side slightly, feigning ignorance, he was no dumb brute he knew he had to keep his artifice in check to get her in the camp before being too bold. The rest of his group murmur among themselves, shaking their heads and nodding occasionally. As the orc approached the scent became far more intense, the very air seemed thick around them. Not to mention the fact the orc himself stood some two or three times taller than she did.