It had taken longer than Lydia had liked, but she finally had a small number of people. Word of the small battle with her Ladyship was something that was spreading like wildfire, despite her best attempts to quiet it down. Or more to the point, because she was trying to quiet it down. 'I don't need any more enemies.'
She had contacted the man earlier in the day, but he had told her to wait until it was nightfall. She didn't understand it, but she figured that he knew something that had happened more than she did in Portal.
She had gathered the volunteers at the outside of the town's northern gate. Several were asking her questions. She held nothing back. They would be finding out soon enough anyways.
"Yes, there will be undead in the city." "No, I don't know what kind." "Yes, he is known to work with Vampires." "I don't know anything about how many." "Yes, you'll be perfectly safe."
