The knight nods her head at each newcomer, seeming to be especially pleased when Yvaine is introduced. She turns to Melisandra, who also gets a nod of approval. “I can tell you everything I know now, for unfortunately it is scant little. The Sword of the Sun was forged from platinum and glassteel, imbued with the power of Light. The forces of darkness feared it, rightly so, but its ware bouts are now unknown. Sister Mavick of the Lightbringers uncovered a journal of an elven adventurer named Kolj. He recounted how an acquaintance of his, the human sorceress Gabriela, received a letter inviting her to Barovia to examine such a blade. This was many years ago, but it is the most recent reference to the sword my Order could find. That is why we came here, but we encountered these foul undead instead. The villagers say it is about a week since they first emerged, the priest in the church once warded them, but he is old, and has been lapsed in his duties since his son died,”<br/><br/>At the mention if your next action she suddenly becomes focused, and places her helmet back over her head. “Yes, we need to head to the church at once,” her voice is now muffled by the helmet, “I fear for my companions, it has been two nights since they left. However some of us will need to remain and guard the square, there may still be horros lurking within the village itself,” “I’ll do that,” Kiera volunteers, “Myself, Stela and Keely can hold the fort, the zombies don’t pose much threat, and even ghouls can be dealt with,” Ashlyn nods at this, then eyes the rest of you, eager to leave.