[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=CAB9DB]Prudence Knight[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://media.tenor.com/CEYVE8_6fgkAAAAd/drinking-tati-gabrielle.gif[/img][hr][b][color=CAB9DB]Location:[/color][/b] Limbo
[b][color=CAB9DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
[b][color=CAB9DB]Spells:[/color][/b] N/A
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let it be known Prudence was only going along with the group for two major, though very different, reasons. The first was because she wanted to get out of whatever messed up world this place was. home was not ideal in her estimations, but it served its purpose. She had a roof, food, time spent to herself and her interests, and she was left alone by others, especially the horrible men in her village. This place had thrust her with not just one but two men who, in her opinion, served very little purpose. Sure the younger looking one seemed to have some power to back up his words, but he seemed...sloppy. The other didn't seem to do much at all apart from some shield and healing magic. What would have occurred had it been just him on his own facing demons? A shield could only last so long. Weak men.

The second reason had to do with why she drank from the cup and its consequences. She imagined her newly acquired fangs were part of the result, but she got the feeling there was more to it. Power. Craveable power and she was close to getting it. This Witchfire that everyone seemed hell-bent on finding could be that next step. So Prudence would play along for now.

The old woman seemed very competent. At least there was another amongst them. The other woman, the werewolf, was an enigma, though if they faced more enemies, Prudence would prefer to have power at her side and a werewolf was power. The old woman called for a castle and they soon came upon one.

It felt very predictable.

[color=CAB9DB]"I expect we will be dealing with more demons or some other such nuisance so I suggest we prepare ourselves for more fighting. Come up with more useful magicks, as a suggestion."[/color]