(*DM chuckles lightly behind his screen at the player's thoughts.*)<br/><br/>"The creature is a menace, and stands in the way of our goal. We will kill him." Obviously, she's not one for carrying on long conversations. After a moment's hesitation she... actually takes his offered arm, though with a slight look of unease.<br/><br/>They're directed to the city hall, arriving just as the other two step out. "Ahh, perfect timing, my friends!" "We've agreed to help them, especially since it's where we're heading, anyway. They gave us a rough outline of the Witchwood, and told us about an old man who lives in the forest, who'd be able to guide us through it." "So, did our filthy friend have anything to say? Or did Cerul make him a bloody mess?"