[quote=Corbic & Nimson][color=a8a8a8]“Might we join thee fellow Seeker, to combine our forces and improve upon our chances in surviving this bitter twilight? Dare I presume to know thy destination? We hath sought in vain to find the Vicar and her monastery, and I ask doth thy presence here also be by her summons?”

“Better the reign in Hell.”[/color][/quote]
"...Than to serve in heaven." [color=a8a8a8]The knight replied in the same feminine voice. Now that they were closer, it was much clearer that the figure was, indeed, a woman, even if still but only for the intonation of her voice from beneath her armet. Although she had raised the starlit blade of her partisan away from the pair, the tip was notably still tilted ever-so-faintly to the side so that to approach her, one would have to stand directly underneath the blade. Her squire, as well, was viewing the both of them with unmasked suspicion.[/color] "Indeed, we traverse this fetid maze for that very purpose, good Seeker. Quickly, though. The dead do not rest, we should press on to the mountains where we might converse more safely."

[quote=Nimson][color=a8a8a8]“Thy fire hath brought man, women, and horse from every corner of this decadent forest. Might we see an Arabian sultan, or gilded elves arrive next?”[/color][/quote]
[color=a8a8a8]"Speak not of the Fair Folk, fool!" The young man serving as the Questor's squire hissed. "As many of us are here, they might well be summoned! We cannot remain within this morass any longer, we must flee!"[/color]

"No." [color=a8a8a8]The Questor said simply, crossing her offhand - still bearing a javelin in it - across the Squire's chest so as to halt his efforts to begin trudging through the mud once more.[/color] "As I did strike down this path to save our fellow Seeker, we cannot in good conscious abandon our fellow comrades in arms, come to our aid as they have. We must-"

[color=a8a8a8]"Those be no Seekers, ye zealous heel!" The young man seethed at her. "You think just because they have come this way that they are also of the light? They could be servitors of the adversary, forewarned of our destination by some wayward agent! Even if not, they can damned well fight their own way out of their mess! We must press on!"[/color]

[color=a8a8a8]The knight paused for a moment as his words struck upon her.[/color] "...Sure[color=DCDCDC]ly the[/color][color=D3D3D3]re must[/color] [color=C0C0C0]be a See[/color][color=A9A9A9]ker amon[/color][color=a8a8a8]gst them..." She said slowly, although it was clear her squire's own suspicion had poisoned her thoughts. "What sayeth you, good Seeker?" She inquired of Corbic and Nimson, the visor of her armet clinking as she turned to face the both of them. As she spoke, she almost nonchalantly raised the javelin in her off hand, twisting it off and to the side to indicate three more of the Decayed encroaching upon the circle of light the four stood within.[/color]