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

Oh boy, was all she could think as he spoke. He was scared shitless, what she wondered though was it of the situation at hand or was it at her? Or was it at something she had no understanding of? Probably the last one. Maybe he was planning to pull something against the newly formed Fellowship? Would that be why he is so scared? For now though she would just keep a watchful eye of her surroundings and the dead. Seemed that the man would be doing that himself.

He eventually introduced himself as Caractacus. "[color=007236]Car-act-a-cus[/color]" She attempted to sound out his name. She figured she was pretty close. Caractacus was an interesting name, though she knew a lot of strange names. "[color=007236]And I was asked to hunt yes, but truth be told I am not a big fan of bows. Or that decent with them. I just have it because some asshole was trying to taunt me from slightly out of my reach.[/color]" she would leave the part out about how they were less them five feet away in eight inches of water. "[color=007236]But I figured I would try anyways, worst comes to worse I could always take my knife and take care of a bird or something with it? I mean, much bigger and throwing a knife will only do so much.[/color]" She stopped for a bit and smiled. "[color=007236]That is if I were aiming for a clean kill.[/color]" She laughed a bit, then stopped realizing her joke was leaning a bit on the darker side of humor. "[color=007236]Sorry, seemed funnier in my head....[/color]"

She looked at the undead army slowly but more or less.... kinda.... they were trying hard to gather wood. "[color=007236]Do you need any help? Worst comes to worse with my job and we go a single night without food, I am sure we could find something decent later if we really had to. But I don't really like the idea of freezing to death.[/color]" Making small talk was hard for Kathryn, she simply tried to smile and act nice... This was probably the hardest task of her life.

She took off her helmet letting her ungroomed hair free as a sign of good faith, this man seemed scared of his own shadow. Or maybe it was the only thing he wasn't afraid of? "[color=007236]So what's it like to have these guys around you? Doesn't it get a little...[/color]" She was going to say creepy, but necromancers didn't normally seem bothered by the dead. "[color=007236]A little strange?[/color]"