Gary
"Couldn't agree more."

*Nothwulf threw his helm back on and began following Feldros, flipping his sword around until he held it by the grip again.*
Gregory
*Ervana creeps down the hall. She notices that the hall splits off and opens into a cave on the right.* "Another Falmer infested den, no doubt."
Dalene
"Suppose that's why *You're* Here, Knight." He says, "You two be careful, they're known for their poison. Breed bugs to milk for their venom, and even sick them like hounds."
Gary
"Aye. Nasty little bastards. And I've heard enough stories of Falmer pouring from the walls to know they're tricky. Fortunately bug shells only hold so well against solid ebony. And as offputting as they are, they can still feel fear."

*The ebony-clad knight readied his greatsword in a defensive stance, advancing slowly beside Ervana toward the opening without stepping too close.*