[color=a187be]“Hmm? Oh, no one got hurt at all Mister Healer,”[/color] Marianne said brightly, answering Konrad’s question, blood still running loose on her hands. [color=a187be]“You see, the person whose blood this comes from was already dead! I took the liberty of holding onto the parts they won’t be need anymore. I must say, it’s very nice to meet you sir. When you eventually die, can I have your eyes too? They look absolutely wonderful...”[/color]

She waited for the Healer’s response before turning her attention fully back on Jacob now.

[color=a187be]“My, my, you’re just as noble as the stories make you out to be,”[/color] Marianne said kindly, putting the bloodied body part back into her dress pocket. [color=a187be]“But I’m sure you’ll change your mind eventually. As for your offer to war…sure, why not? There’s really nothing for me to do these days, and all my other friends are buried six feet under. It’s settled then.”[/color]

She bowed one more time before saying, [color=a187be]“Carry us forward my fearless leader. Oh, and consider this act a display of my affection for you; I’m giving you my utmost and undivided trust and respect. There weren’t a lot of corpses lying around here so I hope there’ll be some more wherever you’re going. Ooh, and I’ll be so, so, so, very tempted to study them! Ah, but you take first priority.”[/color]

Marianne moved back as Jacob went to greet the Wyvern Rider, keeping a close eye on each of his actions. He was just so…he was everything she had imagined and then some. Yes, she wanted to be by his side and tear apart any who threatened her newly beloved…ah, she was daydreaming again. Her fearless leader was already on the move once more.

Rushing to his side, Marianne gently reached out and clung to Jacob’s left arm, fingers holding on with a little grip. Sighing, she rested her hand on his arm to savor the moment before looking up at him curiously.

[color=a187be]“Ah, there was something else I wanted to inquire you about fearless leader. You see, two abhorrent men that quickly became my henchmen have been captured by Ylisstol guards. They’re probably being dragged to the castle even now as we speak. Perhaps setting them free is a better option? I believe they also have a woman with them and it would make me so much happier if I could be the tone to pick apart their entrails!”[/color]

As she conversed, Marianne looked over their group once more. Studying them over, a brief frown crossed her features. The more time they spent trying to get to know each other, the more time they also wasted on winning this supposed war so they mustn’t dally. Oh well, she thought with a warm smile. If they did die early, maybe she could bribe Death with a couple of her friend’s spare body parts. That’d prove amusing no doubt.