Julianna laughed under her breathe as Tyaethe made her astonishing demonstration of just what kind of creature she was.  Shoving a spear through one's own body was quite the convincing image of the undead nature of the 'immortal' knight.  She was not 'immortal' just a remnant of what she once was no longer bound by the same rules of death the living were.

There had been many rumors over the years and certainly she had considered the idea of her being undead but due to her usually cautious nature about always being fully armored her family informants could never quite say for certain how the woman had lived for so long.  Now the truth had been revealed plain as day to her and many of the Iron Rose Knights, as soon as this mission was over she would make her report back home.  If possible it would serve as critical evidence if she could send in that spear as proof of Tyaethe's nature.  No doubt her family would believe her without it but, some of the other on the fence nobles would want undeniable proof, which this spear could now give if examined by the Clergy.

Now that this had been revealed to the knights Julianna made sure to keep a close watch on everyone's reactions to having an undead in their order.  While she thought all this she also found herself comforted by the fact that one of them was actually using sound tactics, the low-born Tarrya who had quickly organized some troops under her command for recon and mop up operations.

Fanilly was obvious quite upset about what had transpired on the battlefield and while she managed some good repremands she was still mostly just flailing about.  Things needed to be changed soon.

"We should quickly reorganize and move with haste as we don't know how often these ambushers were expected to report back to the main camp.  Enough time has been wasted her, captain if you would be so kind as to give the orders..."