"Calamity? Shit. I'll say!" she grunted, then cleared her throat in apology for the language, looking around with hands propped on ample hips. A little more scrutiny proved his words well enough. These people weren't all villagers from the same races. This was a motley crew of survivors. Whatever else she might have assumed, the differences were obvious enough that she had to consider the truth. after a moment she sighed and frowned.

"So. Everything else is gone then, huh? Tch. Figures. I finally start figuring things out and then it all goes to hell. Gotta be the Gods and their sick sense of humor I guess. You let some hag squeeze out a mess like me, people really oughta stop lettin' you take the reins. Awesome. Yeah. Food. Sounds just keen."