Salem's emergence from the shadows of the woods was quick to catch Lily's attention, even prior to him speaking up. As if sensing his approach she turned towards him, the tip of her shoe sliding lightly across the layer of ash before planting itself firmly, yet somehow still lightly, in place. Her body took on subtle changes from her more relaxed stance, the slight bending of her knees, a lowered posture, cautiously positioned arms... Unless someone recognized the basics of a combat stance they would probably never even know.
But the woman's preparation for a possible fight appeared to be unneeded, for the man who approached her made no move to draw a weapon, indeed only speaking aloud to ask her if she was from around here and if she could tell him where he was. Her stance was unchanged, however, as she sized him up with a careful look, noting his dark armour, covered face and sheathed blades. An almost stereotypical assassin appearance.
"
I know as little of your whereabouts as I know of mine, I'm quite far from familiarity here,
" She replied perhaps a little too cryptically, her pleasant voice speaking with no trace of an accent and no perceivable hostility. She sounded, at the very least, open to civil discussion. Although her appearance may not have totally befit her words, for between her outfit, unusual speech and the distinct birthmark across her face she did not appear, in any sense of the word, ordinary.
I am Inferi.
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