Duthayer sizes up the elven female before him, never really seeing a person for their race but for what they have to offer. "Skills in traps and scouting? I think she'll make a fine addition to the group. Never hurts to cover all angles." Gruff and to the point, with that he dusts off his armor and starts for the door. "Let's not waste any more time - there is evil out there waiting for us to rid the world of it!"
The stable master smiles and though his intentions of giving up the horses for free were genuine, he'd be a fool to turn down the offered gold. "Why thank you, kind sir. I'll have the horses brought around for you." Dinging a bell, a smelly rather unclean girl comes tromping in through the back of the 'store'. "Round this man up a horse to aid in the pulling of a cart and one fit for riding." Her eyes slide from the priest back to her boss, and then shrugs, leaving out the way she came in. Moments later the sounds of horses out front announce the task as done. "May your travels be safe, my friend!" He clinks the coins into his till and nods good day to Brother Odis.