[center][h3]??? — Ruined Inn[/h3][/center]
After being unceremoniously stabbed in the neck, the zombie stumbling out of the cellar simply crashed straight into the stairs out, it's unmoving body lying on the wood as the two responsible for it conversed.

But that lackadaisical response was not befitting the nature of the creature that had just been stabbed. Though it bore a new wound from the knife driven through it's neck, the assumption that stabbing it like that would be the end of their troubles would only bear more in turn. Slowly, the undead creature would rise back up, seemingly unperturbed by the attack beyond a slightly more mangled face thanks to the falling squarely upon one of the stops. Aware now that the attack had become from [i]behind[/i] it, though, the monster turned around and attempted to return the favor with the blade still gripped in it's hand.

Simple, mindless zombies these were not, it seemed.

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[hr][center][h3]Neir — Slums[/h3][/center]
After hearing her name called out, Meira's ears immediately perked up. The catgirl's head seemed to almost snap towards Cassius, and after seeing the elf kick over some piles of trash, grew curious and walked over to what he had done. Cassius hadn't seemed like the type to indulge in wanton destruction, so maybe there was a purpose to doing what he had.

And indeed their was. The presence of a tightly-bound package of unknown origin beneath the garbage and refuse was rather difficult to simply blow off as no more than an errant item forgotten by those living here. This had been placed deliberately, though she could feel nothing from the contents at a glance...

Well, her instinct as an adventurer told her that it was a problem.

"...Yes, it certainly does count," the young woman replied, reaching out to take the package before a chill ran down her spine. Whatever was inside was definitely bad news, but that was all the more reason to bring it to be examined.

"Ah, damn it, this is going to be annoying. I just [i]know[/i] it..." she complained out loud before forcing herself to pick the package up. "Whatever. Let's bring this to the guild so we can get it checked—"

Before Meira could finish speaking, though, a dagger seemed to fly by her cheek before lodging itself within one of the wooden planks behind her. The culprit—a rather gaunt-looking man covered in a cloak—seemed to be eyeing her.

Well, not [i]her[/i] specifically; it seemed that his focus was on whatever it was Cassius had found.

"So much for an easy day," she sighed, dropping the package to the side before casually unsheathing her blade from where it lay upon her back. "Cassius, I suppose you wouldn't mind if I asked you to take that thing and step back?"

Without so much as a hint of struggle, the catgirl pointed her blade towards the man and before taking a rather unorthodox stance with it.

"Can't have it getting stolen away, after all."

In an instant, Meira [i]leaped[/i] forward, her blade at the ready as she began to slash and stab at the cloaked man as only a berserker might. Despite the ease with which she swung her weapon, though, the gashes and holes that were being carved into the earth from her misses made it clear that the weapon was [i]heavy[/i] in it's own right. Even so, her target seemed to be doing [i]well enough[/i] in running away...

Straight towards the shack that the three otherworlders had originally awoken within.

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