smartass_captain

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Marcella thought this was going so well. She's just starting to relax in these foreign surroundings - not easy for a woman who's never been outside her home province. Then that eerie voice booms out beside her. She looks up into cold burning eyes and a pallid face and then it clicks. She yelps, glass of wine spilling over the table as she jumps. UShug makes an exasperated noise and scoots her dice out of the way.

"Watch it, girl, you don't haveta- Malacath's balls, that's a well-dressed zombie."

Marcella's mouth is working in silence. The last time she saw Harrowheart he was shut tight in his all-concealing armor. But somewhere in her brain the connection is made between that voice and the tall, death-smelling knight who went looking for her cousin, because after a few moments the words come out: "It's you?"