[h1][center][b][color=007236]Kathryn[/color][/b][/center][/h1]

Kathryn was given the job of Hunter. A skill she was not really good at, she was tempted to say something, but stopped. She figured it was better that people believed she could do something rather then know her weaknesses. Her bow skills were... Okay. She can point and shoot at a close range. And if lucky, medium range. "[color=007236]Sounds good fellow... People.[/color]" And she wondered off to go Hunting. She figured it can't be that hard? There are still animals around no? Plus, her hunger definitively gave her motivation. 

Almost as soon as she left the camp she noticed one of her new party members with their undead army. It... it gave her chills. But since he was alone, Kathryn figured this would be a good chance to make an ally, or at the least learn some weaknesses of her potential enemies. "[color=007236]So wood duty? Having fun?[/color]" She spoke calmly as she approached, trying to keep the undead unit in her line of sight. As long as she could see them all she felt she could stand her ground. She didn't see a need to, but she still needed to trust these people.

He was tall, his cloak did make her uneasy, and curious, but mostly suspicious. The undead made her worry though, most of her encounters with the Undead normally meant she was forced to fight former allies. Or kill enemies she had already killed. "[color=007236]I'm not sure I got your name? Mine's Kathryn. Most people I talk to though call me Kat though.[/color]" She was trying to act as friendly as possible, though she kept a watchful eye on her environment, and its many characteristics.