[center][h1][color=AA8239]Nathan Darcy[/color][/h1]
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[hr] [color=AA8239][b]Location:[/b][/color] Wyndham Estate -> Hyde Park
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As Millicent's mother and sisters came out to spoke up, Nathan forced a curt smile to them all as he listened to Mrs. Wyndham's comments, hands clasped neatly behind his back as he sighed. Turning to Millicent, he nodded at her own comment. [color=AA8239][b]"No need for apology, Ms. Wyndham."[/b][/color] He said, turning his gaze to Gerard as Millicent continued, Nathan nodded. [color=AA8239][b]"Just grant me a moment to get my equipment from my carriage, and I will be right along, Mr. Connolly."[/b][/color] He said, letting the man head up ahead as he moved back to the carriage, taking a firm hold of his belt and sheathes, placing them on and securing them neatly as he moved off after Gerard toward the park.

A Cargast was certainly not Nathan's area of expertise, the physical was where he generally lended his skills, dispatching the ethereal was something he would tend to leave to those far more qualified. Catching up with Gerard, Nathan's eyes flicked over the fog as it shifted away, he nodded his head toward Gerard. [color=AA8239][b]"I'm not as well versed with them, so let's hope it's not too much of a concern, hm?"[/b][/color] He commented as he followed along with the stable-hand, looking down to the body of the woman as they approached it. Looking over her face, he sighed somewhat and shook his head.

[color=AA8239][b]"Not that I would know, i'm afraid, but I don't imagine the Cargast would have gone off and left her alive, I imagine the most we can do is ensure she's properly laid to rest."[/b][/color] He shrugged, bowing his head somewhat. He'd say a prayer for the poor woman later, but for the time being, his focus was on ensuring that her body could be taken to the church, and someone more equipped to deal with the Cargast could be notified, hopefully this was an isolated incident, the last thing he needed were more soulless popping up.