[@The Irish Tree]

Maria was making her way though the forest feeling deep in her heart scared, Both form the growing mist surrounding her and the noises spooking her out of her fluffy body. Putting her hand on the hilt of her rapier in case she runs into a creature, She was luckily skilled with her weapon and is not afraid to use said weapon on a foe. Seeing the eyes staring at her and seeing whatever it was speaking to her. "I am the only one...that was sent by Mr.Bart..." She said looking at the clawed hand with hesitation in her eyes. "And are you the..person i am suppose to meet?" She asked the voice wondering if the owner was friend or foe.

Her hand tightening around the hilt of her rapier seeing the rope coming out of the mist, With the mist rolling around almost enveloping herself.