Somehow, this scene takes me back to the time when I officially met Filyn.
A week or so after the Civil War against the monster-alliance, we were asked to support the clean-up crew back at Tir na Nog. All the friendly undead had been escorted to better living areas and it was up to the grunts to clean up the ghost city. And I was forced to come with them. Tch.
My job was to search for treasures that may have gotten trapped in the rubble, so it wasn't so bad until I encountered that. A Curse Creature. One was born from the collective grudges of the inhabitants of Tir na Nog that died when the city was turned into a Dungeon. Worst of all, it got me with a surprise attack that sealed all my offensive skills and hurt my leg!
And at that moment, when the beast wanted to gobble me up (literally, *shivers*), Filyn, having arrived in the city to take a look at the new land we'd obtained, came to the rescue.
