Alys stood frozen as her eyes remained on the horde of monsters running through the town square. She gaped a little at the monstrosities and the dodging citizens, attempting to tell herself that yes, she'd seen worse, and yes, she was going to survive even this. It was a little hard to believe that given the situation of her weapons and lack of them. The bow she normally traveled with was back in the broken down inn her and Celim had been staying at for the last several days. It wouldn't have been appropriate to travel with, especially on her earlier mission to find food. Alys' only form of solace was the familiar voice that rang in her ears as the blonde woman finished her sentence.<br/><br/><b>"Yet!?"</b>Alys replied with exasperation as Celim joined their makeshift group.<b>"It's the only thing you have talked about since we arrived."</b>She held her bag a little tighter to her side, looking from one companion to the next, fear apparent in her eyes. Celim's question of whether or not they should help was answered quickly by the stranger, and while Alys weighed out the pros and the cons of joining in the battle, the warrior princess offered up knives as weapons. With a frown, Alys raised a finger to point out the obvious.<b>"Knives? What about that sword? Seems like a knife would be rather impractical. You'd maybe get a few centimeters into their skin, but I doubt you'd be able to flay them unless they were agreeable."</b>Her brow was furrowed at that thought before she continued.<b>"I don't suppose you've asked them that, have you?"</b><br/><br/>With a sigh, Alys turned to Celim.<b>"Listen, I've got my daggers - two of them, a few loaves of bread, and a bottle of wine. How about you help out this one,"</b>Alys nodded to the woman who had offered her knives.<b>"while she helps out them,"</b>Again, she nodded, but this time to the frazzled citizens.<b>"And I'll go collect my things and come back to save you like always?"</b>It was a joke, pure jest. Alys had never saved anyone in her entire life, but it kept the situation a tad lighthearted. That was what she was good at - making things seem less serious than what they were.<br/><br/>Regardless of what Celim replied with, Alys patted her friend on the back.<b>"Dying is not allowed."</b>She stated, matter-of-factly.<b>"At least not until our jilted husbands catch us and we are forced to kill one another to save our sanity. I'll meet you when I am able."</b>With a quick wave to the warrior, Alys disappeared into the side streets, a dagger in one hand, and the strap of her bag in the other.