>>5270499>>5270497>>5270493>>5270490>>5270489>Wait for it to approach.You maintain your distance as the blur nears your fallen party–another monster hunter, sword-wielding madman, or monstrous half-sibling? Your company is beaten and worn, both physically and mentally. You’d rather not take to another fight if you can avoid it. The berserker warily raises her blade.
You watch the shape slowly stumble forth in an uneven gait–pale, smooth skin stitched and stained with blood, innards that trail from an open wound on its gun, and a brain sloughs from its head. A cleaver is held tight in one hand. You release a quiet sigh of relief.. just an undead, a fodder monster.
“Aw.. what?! You guys are still alive?” The undead groans, annoyance creeping into her tone. “God, that sucks. Was getting kind of hungry..”
>Warn the undead to back away. Some of your party may be out of commission, but you’ve still the means to kill her.>Demand to know where you are. Are you still in the CORPUS DELICTI? What part?>Ask if she knows how to aid your dhampir.>Write-In. 