Mergoux snorted in derision. Another spiritual fool. Mergoux held very little faith in the arcane, or even the gods, not really caring one way or another about them. It wasn't that she didn't believe in them, she just didn't care to obey a single one of their rules. She made her own way in life, and when death came she'd take what lot she was given, but fools like the one before her annoyed her. They thought themselves more in tune with the world than everyone else in her experience, they were often arrogant, usually pretentious and never likable. 

[color=green]Obviously you've not met one yet. Your words will do nothing. No talk can quiet them, only fire can stop them forever, even steel isn't always effective.[/color] she said firmly. [color=green]You want to learn more? Then give the man his shovel and watch.[/color] she said, short and to the point as always. She had no time for wasting, actions spoke far better than any words especially when it came to the undead.

The woman then turned to glance at Lua, her mouth twitching downwards even further as the bladeswoman showed her scar. Mergoux herself bore a scar, half-concealed under her helmet, but the lower portion of her cheek that was visible bore a deep, marring scar on the left side of her face. It looked vaguely like something a claw might have made. Needless to say, she felt Lua's pain in more ways than one. [color=green]Hm, you're lucky to be alive. Those wounds fester easily.[/color] she'd seen it before, a scratch, or bite from an undead festering within hours, the rot that infected their bodies making short work of their victim. Such wounds needed immediate cleansing to avoid serious ramifications. 

As the apprentice began to shovel, Mergoux turned her attention to the dirt, watching it bubble oddly, that was far from normal. Her eyes narrowed as she lay a hand on the handle of her massive two-handed sword, slung over her back in a custom sheathe that allowed her to draw it easily in such a position. Something was amiss, and if indeed this corpse was about to spring from the earth, she fully intended to cleave it's skull in two before it was so much as half-way free.