[center][h1][color=green]Nyna[/color][/h1][/center]

The undead were weak, but their numeric superiority was undeniable. Even if they could easily defeat them, it was getting dark... And if things continued like that, it was very probable that the sound of fighting would attract even more undead... Killing every single undead at the Katze Plains wasn't a pleasant thought...

The wave of undead didn't seem to end. As soon as Nyna's Lunar Edge sliced one, two more appeared from the mist. Sure, she was pretty safe standing on Spooky's shoulders, but they weren't in a very good situation. The Death hounds continued in their futile attempts to either pass by Nyna's blade or tackle Spooky, immediately meeting their demise or finding out that Spooky was quite literally a wall of armor.

[color=green][I]"We will most certainly not be able to arrive into the city before night..."[/I][/color] Nyna thought to herself, looking up for a brief second before a strange voice interrupted her thoughts, immediately making her look at the owner of the voice, ready to defend herself and Spooky.

"While you appear to be able to fend for yourselves allow me to assist you." the man said, with a rather unsettling, almost monotonous voice, before throwing a flask with a dark colored solution into the ground, emitting a foul, repugnant smell of Sulphur and other indescribable substances... The smell was very faint from where Nyna were, on top of Spooky's shoulders. But even if it was weaker compared to the ground level, it already made her head spin a little. Her enhanced sense of smell was suffering with that foul odor.

Interestingly enough, all the undead around them seemed to suddenly lose interest, ignoring the other carcasses on the ground and simply walking away. That action made her visibly more relaxed and more alert about the strange man's presence. He had helped them, so at least for now, she could trust him... just a bit though...

The strange figure stepped forward, sweeping back the ominous dark cloak, revealing a face covered in dark paints of grey, black and brown, camouflaging itself very well in the bleak and ominous Katze Plains. Aside from that, the man also had quite a few accessories with him... Earrings, necklaces, bracelets, rings... all of them made of bone... The strange figure indeed looked like he was right at home in the Katze Plains. He looked like some sort of shaman or something like that? It was indeed hard to trust him with that appearance, but he had actually helped them, so the least Nyna could do was offer him the benefit of the doubt.

"Please do not be alarmed, though, if I may suggest that before the effects of anti-life detection potion wear off that you stay the night?  If you decide to trek on regardless you will not doubt face a lot stronger and more numerous foes than before." He spoke again, clearly trying to calm down them, and reassure his good intentions. After he said so, Nyna brought the Lunar Edge near her, making it stop spinning and holding it on her hand.

[color=green]"I- Oop!"[/color] Nyna started to say, before feeling Spooky's gauntlets gently wrapping around her abdomen, lifting her and putting her on the ground, letting out a surprised yelp.
She was rather surprised with Spooky's gentle and smooth grasp, she expected something stronger and brutish, seeing as he was an undead...

[color=green]"Thank you. My name is Nyna, and he is Spooky."[/color] Nyna said, looking to Spooky with a kind smile, silently expressing her gratefulness for him helping her.

[color=green]"I've already thought about that... It will be impossible to get to the city before getting dark... But spending the night on the Katze Plains is very dangerous, especially for me... And excuse-me! Its not my fault if I'm alive..."[/color] Nyna said, with a  slightly annoyed expression, replying to the man's commentary about Spooky being able to easily pass through the Katze Plains alone.

[color=green]"Anyways, I am indeed grateful for your help, but... I hope I'm not being rude, but why did you help us? You had no reason to do so..."[/color] She said, trying her best to not sound ungrateful or impolite.
The man didn't gave off a threatening aura, but neither did he give off an aura of safety and warmth... His position was neutral at best right now. His help right now would be very welcomed, but she did want to at least probe the man's intentions a bit more before deciding to trust him.

[color=green]"Again, I hope I'm not being ungrateful or sounding rude, but could you tell us a bit more about yourself, including what was your intention and motivations for helping us? I do recognize that talking right here in the middle of these undead infested plains might not be a good idea... Do you know any ruins or a hideout where we can be a bit safer?"[/color] she asked, looking at him with a curious, but serious expression. It was quite obvious that she was trying her hardest to not offend the man with her questions, choosing her words carefully. She didn't want to sound arrogant or demanding, after all, that man had just helped them. It didn't matter if he was rather shady, odd looking and sinister... 

Nyna was trying her hardest to endure the smell, but after she finished speaking, it was obvious that she wouldn't be able to endure it much more. Her nose was too sensitive for that smell, and being near to the ground only did make it stronger, making her head spin, her vision blur and making her stumble, almost falling on the ground. She immediately covered her nose with her hand, letting the Lunar Edge hanging on her arm, and holding onto Spooky.

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