"And I am Fiona Black, practiced fighter and defender of the weak." Her words were said with a light smile and a small nod of politeness.<br/><br/>To Dredge, Fiona said, "I do not expect any to help us if things come to such. There are not many who are any more capable than we, and I will not allow other who would hardly be able to defend themselves against the forces of Ajax to simply go forth and die. Besides, I assure you, we are more than able to defeat many of those we cross, and have little to actually fear, except perhaps Ajax himself." Her words sounded genuine, and though some would interpret them as overconfident, Fiona was willing to back up her statement.<br/><br/>"You ask a valid question," replied Fiona to the lich. "As far as I know, Ajax intends to essentially force magic power down their throats, to either turn them into some sort of power source, or something... much worse." Fiona then gave Ellura a look that showed a great deal of discomfort, though it was not with this lich, but with the thoughts of what the villainous one may be doing to them at that very moment. However, she soon made to steel herself for what was to come next. It was nightfall, and Ajax's mohrg was to arrive at any minute.<br/><br/>((Deth, if you still wish to be in this one, the signal's up.))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>