[center] [h1] [color=d72525] Sergio della Gherardesca [/color] [/h1] [/center]

Tyaethe's blunt warning is corroborated by my own sinister feelings on this place - apparently shared by the new recruit, who'd taken a fall from her horse and recovered before I'd had a chance to offer her a hand up. I silently affirm her holy appeal - for Mayon did appear to be present on this eerie night, glimmering down at the fort like a moonlit graveyard. There's a light clunk as I dismount carefully from my steed, giving it a gentle pat on the snout. My shield comes to my side, followed by warpick parallel.

Ser Gerard is the first to step forward - unsurprising. He's not a man I would imagine to fall to his perturbance.

Before I follow in Dame Serenity and Gerard's advance I take a moment to indulge my curiosity at the new recruit. Mayon worshippers are a pleasant surprise - but more importantly she was a cleric. I'd like to know her skillset, especially if magic had a hand in the apparent massacre inside.

[color=d72525] "Pleased to meet your acquaintance, signore." [/color] My face behind the helmet angles down to [b]Amy's[/b]. [color=d72525] "The tumble didn't daze you, I hope." [/color]

I talk as I slowly walk, allowing Serenity and her torch to illuminate the inside of the fort.

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