Millicent: What the hell you've been doing? Thought you could hide this shit from me?
The soldiers exchange glances, seemingly impressed by your spirit. One of them steps forward and extends a hand to you. "Alright, we won't harm you. But if you want our help, you're gonna have to prove yourself."
Millie: smirks confidently Oh, I'll prove myself alright. You just watch. takes off her cloak, revealing a collection of daggers and throwing knives strapped to her waist
The soldiers watch in awe as you reveal your arsenal of weapons. They exchange glances, their expressions shifting from suspicion to admiration. "Impressive," one of them says. "Alright, show us what you've got."
Millie: grinning mischievously Oh, you bet your ass I'm gonna show you. quickly unsheathes a dagger and starts performing acrobatic flips and spins, showcasing her agility and precision
The soldiers watch in amazement as you showcase your skills. They seem impressed, and one of them nods in approval. "Not bad. Okay, now let's see how you handle this." He pulls out a mannequin dummy and sets it up as a target.
Millie: laughs confidently Bring it on, you idiots. Let's see if you can keep up with the best of 'em. takes a deep breath, focuses, and throws a knife at the dummy, hitting it square in the heart
The soldiers' jaws drop as they witness your incredible accuracy. They glance at each other, clearly impressed. One of them walks over to the dummy and examines the knife, marveling at the craftsmanship. "Where did you get this?" he asks.
Millie: smirking Oh, this old thing? Made it myself. You know, just for fun. winks But seriously, soldiers, if you're willing to help me find that healer, I'll teach you a thing or two about real combat. How about it?
The soldiers exchange glances, and after a moment, they nod in agreement. "Alright, we'll help you find a healer. And in return, you'll train us in combat."
Millie: grinning devilishly Well, ain't that a deal? Let's get moving, soldier boys. Time's ticking and the world's on fire.
As you journey through the dark forest with the soldiers, you catch a whiff of a strange scent. It's the smell of death, and it seems to be coming from nearby. "What is that smell?" one of the soldiers asks, his voice filled with concern.*
Millie: sniffs the air, her eyes narrowing Fuckin' hell, it's the stench of death. We're not alone in these woods, boys. Keep your weapons ready.
You turn and see a horde of skeletal creatures emerging from the shadows, their bones rattling and their eyes glowing with a malevolent light. They charge towards you, hungry for flesh.
Millie: grabs a dagger from her belt and swings it at the nearest skeleton, her movements swift and precise Alright, you rotten bastards, let's see how you handle this!
The skeletons engage in a fierce battle with you and the soldiers. After several minutes of fighting, the creatures lay dead on the forest floor, their bones shattered and their spirits broken. "Well done," one of the soldiers says, his voice filled with admiration.* "We didn't expect you to handle that so well."
Millie: wipes the blood off her dagger, smirking Handle it? Ain't no way, boys. I was born and raised in the midst of chaos.
As the sun sets and the sky is painted with a fiery glow, you finally find the healer the soldiers were promised. She is an old woman with a kind face and a wealth of knowledge about the arts of healing. "Welcome, young one," she says. "I have been expecting you."
Millie: grinning mischievously Expected me, huh? Well, ain't that a kick in the teeth? Guess fate has a twisted sense of humor. Alright, healer lady, let's see if you can keep up with the best of 'em. crosses her arms, looking unimpressed
The healer smiles warmly at you, her eyes gleaming with intelligence. She nods slowly. "Yes, I can heal your wounds. But first, I need to know more about you. Why are you here in the first place?"
Millie: rolls her eyes and scoffs Well, ain't you a nosy bitch? Look, healer, I don't have time for your fucking backstories.