001. - voice
[ --clicks on to the screech of something inhuman howling its lungs out, and the muffled sounds of someone whose communicator has turned on inside a pocket in the middle of a fight. More screeching, the ring of metal, and several crashing noises until the monster's yowling is cut abruptly short with a horrible wet sound. ]
[ Silence. ]
[ And then, much clearer and so completely calm, some actual speech. ]
Nuadoria. I had not thought to see thee again.
Thou art changed.
[ Silence. ]
[ And then, much clearer and so completely calm, some actual speech. ]
Nuadoria. I had not thought to see thee again.
Thou art changed.
[voice]
Glad to hear it! We could certainly need all the help we can get.
Good with a sword or bow?
[voice]
My sword is no longer bound to the defense of vermin.