Vyrna waits to see if anyone else speaks up first, but if no-one else replies, the vampress steps forward slowly.
"I don't really need more rest. But I do want to get back to Daunton, and I know the road is long. Could you please have us taken back to Daunton?"
While they wait for their ride back to town, Vyrna recounts the harrowing tale of the group's underground battles with the trash monsters, fiery hounds of hell, and the last battle with the horde of orcs and their leader, who wielded the staff that was recovered.
Although not really wanting to talk, she can't help but giggle as she recounts the details of how she pinned the ugly orc leader to the wall and bled him like a stuck pig.
Of course, she left out in speech, her thoughts on what a waste it was to let all of his blood hit the floor, as that would be more information that Lord Charles needed to know.