<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/13/60/4e/13604eac466efc2b72d477b4cbce0969.jpg)</div><strong>Ig Gortt (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289982.msg14244565#msg14244565)<br/>Location: Church doors<br/>Tag: All</strong><br/><hr/>Ig had sniffed at the wounded woman, but the redhead hadn't seemed to carry the stink of death on her. The goblin gave some suspicious glances to her companions as they explained that she wouldn't rise as an undead. "Weird. I thought it worked that way. But good, she'd smell bad if we had to burn her with fire." And then there was a quick flash of a knife towards the wounded girl! ...And Ig was then tucking away the lock of pretty red hair she had just cut. "Just in case," she whispered conspiratorially to the others, winking one big yellow eye.<br/><br/>The church... put Ig on edge, for reasons she couldn't quite put any of her fingers on. She shivered, and her hair seemed to fluff out a bit as she did. She actually didn't follow them inside, instead opting to pull her shawl over her head and wait in the night's shadows by the entryway. In case they were followed, she'd be a good alarm! That and she had a suspicion that entering the church would not be good. Something about catching on fire for her "sinful ways," whatever<em>that</em>meant. "Just make a bird noise if you need help in there," she had told the last of the group to enter, before making a startlingly accurate throaty raven-croak.