[h3][center][color=Silver]~Alianor, Knight of Silver~[/color][/center][/h3]

well, at least they didn't have to deal with that Wyvern. It passed them overhead, a gust of wind kicking up the foul smelling muck of the swamp. However, the smell was the least of her problems. When the bell shattered, it seemed to make some undead quite angry. Groans and moans of the vile hollowed rose from the swamp, clamoring towards solid land out of the muck. She frowned under her helmet, gripping her spear tightly and taking a fighting stance. Well, she supposed she'd have to dust off her fighting skills then.

She stabbed the spear forwards, impaling one undead on the end of it. The thing flailed, groaning as it let out a last breath before she slung the spear to the side, sending it flying off and slamming into three other undead who were knocked to the ground. Quickly, she brought her spear forward again in a horizontal arc, cutting deeply into the rotten flesh of several undead, stunning them. Without waiting another second, she drove the spear forwards again, impaling the neck of one undead on it.

One tried to sneak up on her from behind, but she was aware of its presence. She side stepped to the left. The clumsy, slow creature stumbling forwards in the process, giving her ample time to bring her spear down right on its head.

[color=Silver]"For a welcoming party, these guys aren't the banquet I was hoping for."[/color] She chuckled lightly, as she took just a moment to catch her breath.