After the group leaves the camp and heads back to town, Regema commands his pet to follow them. Once out of earshot, he begins speaking with the group. "Alright, we've got an opportunity here to really cause some chaos. What I think we should do is to return to the slaver camp, claiming that the villagers have killed our negotiator for dealing with the slavers and seized our gold, barricading themselves within the inn. Whether or not they help us, eventually some of them will come back to this village in order to take some slaves of their own, anyway, and at that time we will be able to sneak some weapons in to the military slaves and, in the chaos, kill both them and the majority of the slavers that stay behind to guard them. When the remaining slavers return from burning down the inn and slaughtering the villagers, we'll all be together again and should easily be able to wipe them out."
Regema grins with anticipation of the conclusion of his schemes. "All that remains is who does what. We should go about the town and locate any weapons the villagers haven't gathered up, and then go back and take some of the ones they have, letting them in on just enough of our plan so that they think they might survive the night."