The 'one-eyed woman' remained perfectly silent while the multitude of seemingly random arrivals blabbered on and on, right up until the final woman arrived, promptly falling to her knees.  She took a few steps forward, practically blinding herself to the presence of anyone other than this one.   Looking down upon the lightly-armored woman, her mouth contorted into a frown.<br/><br/>"Really..." she muttered to the winds, watching the others scramble to make a campfire and assist the stranger, despite being nothing more than strangers themselves.  If one looked into her eyes, they'd seem oddly devoid of life, as if she was staring at something else, some terrible scene the likes of which would haunt a dreamer's dreams. What had brought what appeared to be such a mighty woman to such a pathetic state of being?<br/><br/>Arlais looked at his 'companion' with an expression that clearly indicated what he was feeling- confusion sympathy for the downed woman, and urgency to assist her. As he made an attempt to rush to her, however, she stuck her arm out. At roughly the same time, a strong wind came from the west, once again proving too strong for the gentle flowers of the field, carrying some of the less "grounded" ones with it.  An odd coincidence, but she made herself clear with a few spoken words. "No, not yet...Time is of the essence. You know this."<br/><br/>He responded with a low growl, as if it physically pained him that he could only sit here and watch her stare back with that blank expression, but he offered the others nearby a brief wave while Raes began speaking under her breath in some language that seemed utterly incomprehensible to those around her.  To them, it would sound like a collection of syllables were just smashed together with little regard, no punctuation, and no rhythm. And then, she spoke, loud enough for all those around her to hear.<br/><br/>"I would suggest moving away from her within a few seconds, for your own safety...Of course, any suicidal individuals are welcome to stay put."  She took a few steps away and muttered something to Arlais, and he promptly mirrored it.<br/><br/>"D-Draw your weapons, quickly!" He seemed alarmed, scanning the field for danger, though none seemed to be present.<br/><br/>Time passed, and still, silence. Raes seemed undisturbed for the most part, keeping her eyes on the fallen woman. "Well, it looks like the mutt's given up hope...Is that it? Pathetic!..." On her last word, she strikes out with a single hand, leaving a red mark across her cheek, her tone cold as ice.  It was then that the danger made itself known, as a large collection of corpses emerged, seeming to blink into existence only a short distance away.  With a sneer, she turned back to the woman, taunting her again.<br/><br/>"So this is the power of a dog without its master, nothing more than a suicidal beast...Are you content allowing yourself to be slain by such corrupted creatures, like some household pet?! You disgust me, mutt!" She aimed another hand at her face, almost disappointed that the target of her words wasn't responding, ignoring the decaying corpses approaching en masse. The stench of death and rotting skin and flesh had overtaken the night air, a mark of the Undead that were approaching.  Various amounts of decay affect them all, with some suffering from peeling skin and flesh, and others reduced to bare bones in some areas.  They move with an odd slowness, concentrated solely on the female on her knees, and it seems as though there's only more coming forth.<br/><br/>Arlais gripped an impressive spear, managing to wield it one hand, with a dagger in his opposite hand, both marked with  an ornate symbol of a sun crossed by a sword and grains, which anyone who had knowledge of nobility would recognize immediately as the seal of the Inand royal family.  "The Undead dare attack us here? Quickly, to arms! We mustn't back down, not to such creatures!"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">There's a large group of shambling Undead heading towards you all, though it's unlikely that anyone aside from Dawn recognizes them.  Dawn immediately recognizes them as the same type of creatures that destroyed her town, however. </div></div>