[color=dimgray]"Memories?"

"Careful. It's still a leech. And maybe a witch. Maybe."[/color]

 [color=thistle]"There!"[/color] shouted Amheurst, louder than he intended. The vines had parted, the sickening creature returning to view. 

[i]"What a foul abberation..."[/i] thought the knight. He raised his sword once more as the creature in turn raised two horrid tendrils...and turned them in acquiescence and formed a cross. Instinctively Amheurst crossed himself with his free hand. His sword lowered. His heart no longer sure. The girl had brandished some sort of instrument, and the pale man had said not a word but defended them both nonetheless. 

 [color=thistle]"I don't think it means us any harm...or...it doesn't realize we don't like that...whatever it did to me!"[/color] Amheurst looked at his two unlikely companions to see what they would do.