At least she could be sure the woman was a PC, although there'd been little doubt.  But no NPC would be talking about references to what was obviously some Japanese-inspired source.  Rayne just shrugged, but then "looked" up.  "Uhh... Danmaku?  That I think I know, if that's with all the... bullet hell, right?  I'm afraid I just know it to avoid it... I'm lousy at it."  At the touch of the canteen she drank gratefully, appreciating the clean taste washing out her mouth, and the liquid replenishing her dried, aching form.<br/><br/>She nodded, at the mention of Dixon - hopefully the woman was looking her way as she did so.  No surprise that he was dead... but at least there was the hope of bringing him back.  She hadn't considered that - when she'd lost a horse before - Horse's predecessor - she'd just bought a new one.  But that wasn't an option for griffons!<br/><br/>This warrior... "Umm... do I call you Youmu?  Or Konpaku?" ... was a lifesaver, literally, and Rayne gulped down the thick potion and made a note to repay her at the first opportunity.  "Thanks... thank you so much.  I was ... in a bad way.  Still am, I guess."  But the potion was doing wonders, strength flowing through her, though not nearly enough.  "But... wait, I can't go without my bow.  It fell around here somewhere..."  Rayne thought so, at least... it's possible she had been moved while unconscious.  But if Dixon was nearby, the bow should be too.  She stumbled off in any direction, hoping to blunder into her weapon.<br/><br/>"How did you... fight so well, without seeing her?  It sounded like you cut her down awfully well."<br/><br/>Once mounted, Rayne had a harder time talking, jarring up and down feebly, and clasping her hands and squeezing against the woman to stay on.  She also should have re-dressed first - her chain shirt was still flopping down, noticeable again now with the movement of the horse.  She'd redo the buckle when she had a chance to let go of her saviour.  Though she couldn't quite remember how the buckle worked, or where it was - of course she'd figure it out, even blind.  It's just that it made her wonder, for a moment, if that wasn't some new alteration to the item.  Nah... just her stress, and failing to remember something trivial.<br/><br/>She had something more important to remember, and she thought of those voices again... it gave her new strength to cling tighter again.<br/><br/>"Yes... exactly.  Oh!  Actually... so am I.  Mainly... that's why I was headed for Stag's End.  But on the way I bumped into a nymph, and was given the quest to deal with that corruption back there.  Which, obviously, I fouled up.  I shouldn't have held anything back against that Shadow."  She dropped her chin onto the woman's shoulder.  "I don't know much about the White Stag, I admit, but there's quite the reward.  I take it, then, that Stag's End is OK?  No particular problems with monsters?"  If the warrior-woman asked, Rayne would fill her in on the troubles behind her.  At least the woman knew already about the Change ... everyone must, by now.