[center][h1][color=f7976a]Viktor[/color][/h1][/center]

That was a rather remarkable replication of his own tone from the screaming undead girl, it's fortunate his own magic makes little use of the spoken word, perhaps the creature cannot truly speak, merely copy, truly a strange limitation, when time is less of the essence he shall have to barter some information on obscure forms of undead from Izgath. His musings are interrupted by the swaggering newcomer.

The newcomer spins a good tale, in other circumstances even Viktor himself may not have questioned it, but there's no way she just happened to be far enough away not participate, Viktor is certain the Warden put them exactly where she intended, that creature is certainly powerful enough. Likely the reavers and patrol were both intended as either tests or opportunities. So, did the Warden give this woman some secret extra task or was she simply unwilling to join in, and more importantly why? Oh well, none of these people can be trusted, but then again, it's unlikely any of them could possibly outwit [i]him[/i].

You'd think betraying his congregation would have made the priest less pious, still he at least he voted for the correct option. 

Viktor looks down upon the others (well other than the giantesses) from his horse and speaks loudly "It would seem our destination is set and we can't afford to linger, so lead on Ricon."