As soon as this mysterious new man appeared, Liane slid her arms back into her cloak. She was understandably cautious. It was in her nature to worry. First a bickering among their allies, which she could understand to an extent. She didn't trust undead either, any of them, but her calling also directed her actions. Unlike the others, who could let their passions guide them, she knew that cooperation was their best chance for success, even if that meant working with people that she did not particularly like or agree with. Gunpowder was dangerous, which led her to both worry for Gildra's safety, and the safety of the rest of the party, though she didn't have any problems with the girl herself. She also worried about her lack of protective gear, but as one of the more heavily armored members of the party it would be her job to help protect and heal the smaller woman. As for Ellura and Sara, all she could do was hope that they would keep away from each other's throats long enough to deal with their enemies, and she would intervene between them in the future if necessary.<br/><br/>And now that this man was approaching, seemingly some sort of undead who served the man that they were being sent to meet, she readied herself for the possibility of combat. Gripping her weapon, behind her, ready to draw it at a moment's notice, and watching him cautiously, a few choice spells on her lips, ready to aid her companions if need be. No sooner did the undead creatures begin to advance then she drew her arms back out, ready to fight.<br/><br/>Her left arm emerged with a large and heavy looking steel shield strapped to the front. It's surface was polished to a high shine, almost mirror like in it's intensity, and the edges were designed with intricate fiery patterns, much like her armor. Her right hand emerged holding a war hammer, the head of which was glowing faintly with the blessing of mighty Pelor. She raised her shield up to deflect the incoming arrow and let out a rallying cry as she charged the oncoming enemies, letting her hammer fall with a heavy 'crunch' onto the head of the first ghoul within her reach.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>