[h3]Giselle de Farry[/h3][i]Undead Princess, de Farry[/i]

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Fighting the shambling hordes of the fallen undead together with her lordly companion was but a trifle for Giselle. But even a trifle was no minor thing for herself and probably Aleksiya in such a deprived state, though having an enduring weapon that didn’t actively use her own blood helped wonderfully in that regard. Once she had reaped the mindless undead and found the upper levels free of offending hordes, she was nonetheless glad for the momentary respite. 

The white-haired vampire couldn’t help but to remain a tick annoyed at the tardiness of a certain overly-religious redhead, though. 

It was perhaps because of her drained state that it took an extra mite of time for her to realize that the two of them were not actually alone atop the ramparts. Poising her weapon to strike at the new figure, her eyes slightly widened in mild surprise as she beheld a man, and a human, at that. Nonetheless, she flicked her scythe back into a defensive position, even as he spoke. Giselle still had no clue as to the political and cultural landscape of this new era, after all. Certainly, she did not jump to thinking of him as a quick meal as some of her peers might.

[b]“Indeed, and likewise. I would not have expected to find a simple human here, but if you were merely one, you would already be dead if you were.”[/b] She gauged the man as she parroted some of his words, albeit in a diplomatic manner. The man seemed exhausted; Giselle ventured it was from fighting against the selfsame hordes that had been giving them trouble. More intriguing, and far more interesting, though, were the red vials of what obviously had to be blood adorning the sides of his coat. Combined with the mention of a partner, she was very curious who this man was, and all the more so his partner. What did he mean by vermin, though? Was he referring to that beast’s screeching from earlier?

[b]“Hunters, then.”[/b] She paused, before adopting a slightly apologetic and pained look. [b]“Ah, where are my manners? I am Giselle de Farry. You have us at a slight disadvantage here, ser…”[/b] Whether he supplied a name or not, she continued on, after giving Aleksiya the chance to give her own introduction if she wished. [b]“I am curious about that partner of yours, no less than those vials of yours.”[/b] Frankly, the both of them needed the blood, but they would be negotiating from a very disadvantaged position if she didn’t want to take it by force of arms, something she’d quickly pondered and dismissed as a last resort. 

Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained.

[b]“We would have use for some of those vials, if you can spare them,”[/b] she finally said, after a moment’s pause, before glancing at her smaller companion. [b]“In return, we could assist you in locating this vermin you seek, within the best of our abilities.”[/b]