[h2]Bianca, Ruined Inn[/h2]

It seemed like a new plan of action had been decided, as Bianca emerged from the cellar after Sylva. So they were going to make their escape sooner rather than later? Sure, as roomy as this place, cleaning up all the dust and... remains would be quite the hassle, huh? Not to mention all the noisy neighbours that kept trying to find a way inside. She was surprised to hear the ringing of a bell from somewhere outside. This place had a belltower? Was someone operating it?! The unsettling scratching and clawing was dying down as the undead seemed to be attracted to the bell instead, which was certainly a welcome reprieve. Then again, with how easily that one zombie was dispatched by a little tap, perhaps facing down a horde wouldn't be [i]that[/i] bad?

Before Bianca could ponder on that too much, Sephily's words reminded her that they hadn't properly introduced themselves to each other in full. She certainly hadn't! Given the circumstances, perhaps a little udnerstandable, but since they were in this together...

"Sephily, huh? Cute name for a cutie!" Bianca chirped brightly, patting the elf's head atop her beret, then pointing a thumb towards her grinning face, "As for me, name's Bianca! ...I guess?"

That name had come so naturally to her, even though it definitely wasn't the name she'd used her whole (previous) life. Perhaps this body was just naturally a Bianca-type? Whatever the reason, the name felt right, so might as well roll with that for now. Once introductions were finished, Bianca searched for something to carry supplies in... even if it was going to be mostly water, a lot of the food didn't seem worth bringing.