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

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Giselle couldn’t help but to frown, a slight expression of annoyance momentarily flashing through her face as the human man began to respond in the negative. Alas, the more he spoke, the bigger the impression she got that this Rikard was not speaking of the giant skeletal beast. If it was shrieking and coming closer, how would hunters lose track of such a quarry? 

She was loathe to do nothing, but if that was his answer, then so be it. There were far too many unknowns to go about making enemies this early on in the game, and she wasn’t in the habit of making enemies without good reason to begin with. That had been a great part in keeping her lands prosperous and untouched for centuries, until the death of the era brought an untimely end to even that. 

Thankfully, the two of them got their lucky break when a certain priestess unexpectedly showed up, seemingly no worse for the wear as she almost casually sauntered up to their conversation. Immediately catching the dead rats that she held by their tails, she arched her eyebrow at Akyasha, even as Rikard spoke again. Surely he wasn’t looking after [i]literal[/i] vermin? No, obviously not. Something larger, and associated with rats, then. Now, what sort of entity associated with that might still be alive? She pondered the question, even as she continued on.

[b]“Perhaps an exchange of information for the vials will be in order, then,”[/b] she concluded diplomatically, shooting Akyasha a look that was intended to request her to acquiesce. [b]“What did your encounter with these… rats look like?”[/b] Nonetheless, she took a rat for herself with a nod, though she refrained from partaking of it immediately.