The air stills for a moment around her as her temper rises. Feeling slightly insulted by the guard Mina bristles but remembers her training aboard the Lightning's Kiss. Smile when they insult you, she always said. Mina puts on her best smile and raises an eyebrow questioningly at the guard, "Guardsman Bart, am I to understand that we are prisoners? A group of weary travellers walk into your town with news of a deadly threat. One that we have dealt with, I might add. Instead of paying heed to our news you imply that we're a danger to you. Wrex there personally slew, what was it, three, four? Four hobgoblins."

"I think that we had better see this head of the guard as you suggest. We'll have things to say, mark my words. Cooper, is it? Lead on. Clark, you may carry my crossbow and buckler. They're heavy and I won't need them here, will I?" With a haughty shake of her hair she marches off towards the centre of town forcing the two guards to catch up and give them directions.