[sblock]Winfired regards the guard with an icy expression, as if anything he says is beneath her notice, "I am glad to see that in the face of dire peril people still cling to their own petty greivences like a drowning man clings to a log. I am not of Untergard, and my prescence there is an accident of circumstances. For the moment I have a job to do, and that duty is greater than any personal or corporate emnity," she lowers her voice so that only the guard can hear and hisses at him, "Which is why, worm, I do not gut you like a dog for addressing me in such terms."
She raises her voice, so that anyone within earshot can clearly hear her,
"Know this then and take heed, for I shall not tarry to repeat myself. Several hundred beastmen are on their way to Untergard, the people there were unwilling to die their and have fled towards Middenheim. If the valorous people of Grimminhagen wish a fight then they may have one, for you will surely be the next target. Do with this information as you wish, I would not pass by without having you know what awaits."
She spurs her horse into a light canter and moves off to rejoin the caravan[/sblock]