[Before this place - before a lot of things - Maketh would have laughed if someone suggested she wander alone into the frontlines. Such as they were. But here she stands, dressed in a stranger's clothes with a sword at her hip, and far from her allies. She's collected a few here that might be relied upon, though none nearby.
There's just this strange man, very tall, with an accent she can't place. Maketh clasps her hands behind her back, standing at attention.] You shouldn't be out here.
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There's just this strange man, very tall, with an accent she can't place. Maketh clasps her hands behind her back, standing at attention.] You shouldn't be out here.