"Bah!" Rezak complains tucking the dagger into his belt and then tossing the coins into the dirt. "Sume-un else can 'ad those. He be deservin' tae be penniless fur attack'n us."
Helping get the man out o' sight he looks to Barek. "Guid orcs or bads dis tims?" he asks with a grin.
Barek chuckles. "Well, if I can charm him, I think we can be far more certain the information he's giving us is reliable, though if he manages to resist, I can always growl and bear the fangs, yes? Caridoc, shall we wake up our new friend?"