[BlueInTheShell]

Resisting the urge to continue further with any sort of physical abuse, Tritonia's face grew to a bored, tired lull that seemed to grow faster by the second - The bard stopping while they traveled to let a few of the commoners pass by them before continuing. "I'm sure you've seen plenty. That was your job, was it not? Unless no one actually admired you. Which is also something I would probably assume."

Looking at the smudge on her talons - The bored look turned to something a bit more sullen and angry and a brow quirked as she looked over towards Chidi and pondered in thought. Once they were in the jungles, Chidi would probably be faced with the usual dilemma for everyone that walked with the bard. Boredom left them in a precarious position, and Tritonia weighed her options. The Sons of Chelm always loved getting new people, be they willing to work, or if they just needed the thrill of spilling some guts and holding them out in approval from their leader. And then there was Taqwa. She knew the being wouldn't care whichever came to him, so long as one of them was suffering and pissing the floor in terror.

"I can guarantee you the situation is gonna call for it."