Azderal looked around.  The zombies seemed to be staying down now and she was happy about that.  She had a bite on her arm, but it would be healed with a good nights sleep.  No use spending more precious healing dealing with superficial wounds, especially if they meet some more of those things.<br/><br/>She approached Storm as she was talking to the new group.  She seemed nervous about them and so stayed hiding behind Storm as storm spoke to them.  She did a quick assessment of Storms burns and decided they were no worse then hers.  They'd be healed enough not to bother her by tomorrow, especially with the amount of scars on her.  They had reminded her of herself before she had received the 'Regeneration' spell.  They were different types of scars, but scars all the same.  Maybe Azderal would be able to give Storm the same gift she had received one day.<br/><br/>Az listened to what the warriors had to say.  She stayed hidden and protected by Storm while they went back and forth, not saying a word, though the tale brought questions to her mind that begged to be answered.<br/><br/>As Storm walked away though, it left Az there in front of the men facing her and she got even more self-conscious and scared.  She was literally shaking there as she stood there.  She nearly took off running after Storm, but she needed to know the answers to her questions and so she stood there hugging herself trying to keep enough strength in her knees not to collapse in tears.  "Who...wh..wh...who, um, is the, um, woman...you talk about?" she finally got out, but you could tell it took a lot out of her just to say that much."