>>5206920>>5206930>>5206975>>5207005>>5207023>>5207155>>5207178>>5207468>Go speak to the berserker. You're still unsure of just how she got ahead of you.You retreat from the doll with a bluster. You’re not one for such tawdry displays of sentiment, but you may find it well to accustom yourself to such if you’re to claim a wife as your own.
In the meantime, you find your attention again drawn to the lone armored one–she’s, once again, isolated herself in a dim corner, her head low and her arms crossed. You might find some human accompaniment a welcome familiarity after such a long journey with a misanthropist dhampir and an organ-filled doll.
She jolts up at your approach, a little jumpy, and her lips curl into a frown. “Oh.” She grimaces. “You again.”
“..And hello to you, too.” She seems less acerbic than before–you chalk that up to a rough journey downward, her armor notably dented and shoulders sunken in exhaustion. You may find her more talkative now. “..I merely found it curious that, in spite of that freight of armor, you’ve gotten ahead of my party. My guide claimed her route the quickest. Did you find a better one, or..?”
“I leapt.” She responds curtly.
“..I see.”
>Ask about herself. >Ask of the purpose of her journey downward.>Ask if she’s looking to join a party.>Write-In. 