"Wooooh...awesome, like, cool!" It was the giddy answer of Mariah, after seeing the seemingly supernatural prowess of her adversary. To be honest, she didn't even realize what her adversary actually was, just someone who hadn't seen sunlight in a long time. A librarian? Yes, a crossbow librarian! "Okay, mr Librarian! Your turn to toss me stuff?" She beckoned as she put her own cocky stance pose, hands firmly resting in her hips, and still covered in the blood of all the guards she had cut down.

Unsurprisingly, her beckon seemed to be left unanswered, since, after the hesitation and the grim perspective of seeing a sentient undead, both of Mariah's sworn siblings, jumped directly into the fray, inching the distance in brisk steps. Their gait, sword moves and even breathing in unison. Like a well-timed court dance, both knights swung their swords at the vampire at once, coming from the flanks. A well-timed, coordinated attack, aiming to try and take out the head of the vampire before it could do much more harm.

"WHAT? NO FUN! You guys are laaame!" Mariah couldn't help but to puff up her cheeks, completely misunderstanding the situation and gravity of the revelation. "Eeek!" She also seemed to be grossed out by some flowing water, or somesuch. It was then, when starving for something to do, spotted a large knight fighting a little girl.

Wait, wasn't she the captain of the Roses or something? Regardless, Mariah could not stand bullies, so she hefted her twin dane axes once more, and with a mighty arm throw, discarded one of them, splitting the air between Fanilly and the armored brute, and firmly lodging itself into a stone wall.

"[i]I[/i] hate bullies who pick on little girls" Mariah said, in a slight growling tone, as she menancingly twirled her remaining axe over head, and then casually smashing the remains of the statue with her fist. She glared furiously at her target as she charged mindlessly, like an ox, her two-handed axe attacks destroying everything it came into contact, even the very stones of the crypt... and even her own axe."YOU WANT TO PLAY? PLAY WITH MARIAH THE HALF GIANT!"

However, for all her fierce and menacing charge, it was clear that it was wild, unfocused, and that eventually would wear her down as well as mangle her own weapon.

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Meanwhile, Rinaldo twirled his moustache once more. He didn't mind the young one had a better story, or atleast a more appealing one, or that the Hundi was winning everybody in the room with the puppy charms. He apparently was also ordered to keep watch around, but it was a comely female, so he didn't mind. Finishing the last of his dessert, he chewed thoughtfully.

Truth to be told, he did like people telling long winded tales, as they distracted others while he did his stuff, and his stuff he did, as he kept a closer than intended look on the females as they were enthralled by the other's charm and tales. However, he did noticed something, as he meditated about it.

"Mmm... an interesting tale, young one. Also griffins are an impressive feat at your age. Not as undead mammoths, but still..." He mused about. "Say, is this where you lost your original arm? I couldn't help but notice it. You see, people have ticks, and certain movements they do... but your left arm and your right arms faint movements are slightly...off." The old man grinned.