Midgard (PF) IC

[Hazuki]

Prija stares at The Crypt as she's addressed. "She...I have not met her before now. I have rope to strap her to me if we have to climb and she doesn't wake." She explains, as she silently hopes that the Crypt is just another one of those affectations she's found among other sellswords. She once knew a man who went by The Nutcracker, although he'd apparently retired following a terribly ironic accident. The Crypt had avoided that, at least. "You may call me Prija." She explains, in her thick Mharoti accent.