[ As soon as Wylan begins the trek forwards, a soft whine of protest follows him despite herself. The thought of anything happening to him spurs her on and she's quick to fall into step beside him.
When it comes to handling her axe or any weapon for that matter, she had always taken an almost lackadaisical attitude towards it. There's none of that now. The grip around her axe is tight and all of her senses are on high alert.
There's no other signs of life aside from the pair of them as they enter the remains of a neighborhood that had probably once teemed with life. That doesn't stop Hilda from lowering her voice or tugging her hood a little further over her hair as if that would prevent something spotting her hair like a beacon from miles away. ]
They said they might have been left in some of the homes. Should we check this one first?
[ The one she motions to was probably a lovely house once upon a time. As it stands however, the door hangs off its hinges, the windows are grimy, and from where they stand everything inside has a fine layer of dust on it. ]
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When it comes to handling her axe or any weapon for that matter, she had always taken an almost lackadaisical attitude towards it. There's none of that now. The grip around her axe is tight and all of her senses are on high alert.
There's no other signs of life aside from the pair of them as they enter the remains of a neighborhood that had probably once teemed with life. That doesn't stop Hilda from lowering her voice or tugging her hood a little further over her hair as if that would prevent something spotting her hair like a beacon from miles away. ]
They said they might have been left in some of the homes. Should we check this one first?
[ The one she motions to was probably a lovely house once upon a time. As it stands however, the door hangs off its hinges, the windows are grimy, and from where they stand everything inside has a fine layer of dust on it. ]