Cynthia
*Unfortunately for her, there was no fire going, not that Gunnvaldr didn't want one. He sat quietly in the remains of a house, shelter from the storm that had rudely interrupted his prayers. He had given up trying to focus in the storm long ago, and now sat idly in his thoughts, scratching his dog as he waited for the storm to die out.*

*He had been pondering some recent events in this exact location, some individuals he had talked to previously. Things were moving fast, and Ora was frustratingly silent on the matter. That and the fact he had no clue why he had been sent south to begin with was making him go crazy. He had talked with a few souls but they knew little of the matter themselves. Frustrated, he had nothing left to do but pray and hope.* 

*It was in the midst of this predicament that Kilyn stumbled (literally) into. Gunnvaldr was lost in thought when he heard the shout. Paying attention now, he listened intently. He could sense the presence of another soul not far away. He didn't hear her trip, but shouted out in response.* "Hello?"
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There, a sound! It confirmed Kilyn's suspicions that there was someone else here with her, and that that person spoke the same language as her. She scrambled to her feet, this time walking more carefully in the direction of the sound, not particularly looking forward to tripping and falling again.

A few times, she almost fell over, but she managed to steady herself just in time. She wasn't being particularly quiet, and it would be easy enough to hear her approach. Kilyn was absolutely certain that she looked like shit, that she was covered in mud and completely soaked to the bone, but she didn't care about appearances right now. All she wanted was for this person, whoever they were, to be friendly enough so that she would at least have someone to keep her company.

Soon enough, she got close enough for him to hear her wet footsteps in the mud, and not long after, he would be able to see her - or, he would, if he was able to see at all. Kilyn blindly walked closer, once more bumped face first into a tree, and then she suddenly didn't feel rain fall onto her anymore. Had she reached shelter? Judging from how close the other's presence was to her, the two of them were in the same room, probably. And there was some kind of animal there too, although she couldn't tell which kind.

"I-is he gonna hurt me?" Kilyn asked as she pointed in the direction of the animal. Her voice shook, but not because she was afraid, she was just cold, evident by the clattering of her teeth. She wrapped her arms around herself in an attempt to warm her, really wishing that there was a fire nearby for her to warm herself.
Cynthia
*He listened to her stummble into the room. Evedently she was very clumsy, judging by the number of falls, causing him to wince slightly as he imagined the pain of the falls and the subsequent impact into what might have been the door, or a tree. He had no clue since he could not see them, but wondered why they were so clumsy. Oh well, so long as they didn't break an ankle or anything.* 

*Bjorn, his dog, stood up and he could very well see her. Curious he walked up to her and begain sniffing her foot, intrested in the stranger. Feeling his dog leave to greet the newcomer, Gunnvaldr gave a chuckle.* "Bjorn? Nah, he's a big softie. Don't worry about him, the worst he'll do is give you a good sniff and beg for snacks."

*He leaned back against the wall he was sitting against, and sighed deeply as he listened to the splatter of the rainfall, and the crack of the thunder.* "Well sounds like we might be here for a while. What's your name? And you aren't to hurt are you? I could hear your struggle outside, it did not sound pleasant."