Very warm

When the party arrived and were prepping themselves to charge in, she called out “Come in, dearies. There be no need to wait out there. Just put away your weapons and be polite guests while here.”

They looked at each other, with shock on their faces.

Once there were in, with their weapons sheathed, the hag had them join your group at the table. They looked at the barbarian, and you tell them “Well, her group and mine got into a fight before we got here, and it was either take her captive or kill her. Her party was going to attack our lovely host here.”

The three newcomers were surprised.

After having some herbal tea the hag made, you ask the three level 1 Players, “I can see you are new Players, and haven’t been active long. You are all level 1, so aren’t you under level for fighting a Hag in her home?

“I mean, it seems like you are just meant to lure out any defenders for you party’s ranged attackers, who would be higher level. Wouldn’t that make you just battle fodder?”

They were startled! The rogue type started swearing! “That son of a bitch! I knew something was up with him! I just couldn’t put my finger on it!”

You smile at him, revealing you fangs. “I guess he will be feeling lonely out there. How about you invite him in?”

The Rogue returned with a 5th level sniper.