[X] You've got some questions for her...
-[X] Her name and if she knows where she is right now.
-[X] You found her lying next to some sort of shadowy creature after you heard someone scream last night. Was that her and does she know what that creature was?
-[X] Ask what's a Kr'joran Rune Fencer doing here anyway?
"..." you try to get your thoughts in order, and finally conclude how to proceed. You start at the basics. "Could I ask your name?"
She looks expectantly at you. After a moment she speaks up, "To whom am I introducing myself, then?"
"Ah..." you realize that you forgot to give her your own name. "I am Lethis Writham."
"Hello, Lethis." She pauses, looking aside a moment, before returning to eye contact. "You may call me, Nima."
"I...see. Nima, then. Pleasure."
"Hm," she answers simply with a nod.
"Nima, do you know where you are?" you ask further, eyeing her carefully.
"If memory serves, I'm in the woods to the south of Klause," she gives another level answer.
"Okay, then..." so, she knows where she is, she's seemingly fine, and apparently totally unconcerned about the condition she was found in. And also that she woke up surrounded by strangers. "I found you last night, on the ground next to some strange, dark monster, and I'd gone there because I heard a scream."
She listens to you quietly as you explain all that, cocking her head as you pause.
"Was the screaming you?" you finally ask.
"Was it?" she answers curiously, "I don't remember screaming particularly loudly at any point."
...
"Then," you squint, "Do you know anything about that...creature?"
"Creature, you say?"
"Yes," you nod, "a shadowy figure. Dark haze floated from it like a cloud. It had an insanely threatening aura, and I was forced to defend myself from it. It used some bizarre magic...and it wielded an impossibly sharp blade."
"Eh? A shadow-person?" Cortaine looks over, surprised.
"...It was that dangerous...?" Ancillas frets, "If we'd acted sooner..."
"Don't worry over something like that, Ancillas. I'm perfectly fine now, aren't I?" you try to assuage the boy, before looking expectantly to the woman - Nima.
"Hmm. A shadowy figure, was it?" she seems to think a moment, her eyes growing a bit more serious, "It sounds like you encountered a shade."
"A shade?"
"There are stories about them, albeit fairly old, and admittedly superstitious. I can't imagine the tales are widespread. But what you described sounds like one."
"And what is a 'shade'?" you ask, head cocked.
"Hmm...old texts say different things. Collections of dark thoughts and evil intent, restless and disturbed souls, simply people lost to forbidden magics - you'll see a different answer anywhere they're mentioned," she says with a shrug, "All that remains consistent is that they're described as incredibly ill omens. Portents of calamity, if you will."
"...Calamity?" you repeat with a grim expression.
"Wouldn't you say it's easier to believe that's all a superstition, though?" she shrugs once more, "After all, surely it can't be that every time some old codger thought they saw a shadow-person in the darkness, a disaster followed."
"I'm no old codger. And the wounds it gave me were not imagined," you assert with a frown. It's hard to get a read on this woman.
"Ahah, now, I never said that."
...You sigh.
"For these tales that are so old and unknown, you sure know quite a bit about them," you continue with a bit of suspicion.
"You could say I'm well learned," she answers readily.
Slowly you rub your forehead.
"...Fine. Aside from all that," you move on to your next question, "what's a Rune Fencer doing here, anyway?"
She perks her brow, looking around briefly, "There's a Rune Fencer here? I had no idea," she faces you again, "Wouldn't you know better than I? I'm only just hearing about it."
"That cloth," you indicate the tattered red cloth she's tied her hair with, "It bore the symbol of a Rune Fencer, no?"
"Ah," calmly she pulls her hair over her shoulder, examining the rugged cloth. "This is a memento. Indeed, it once belonged to a Rune Fencer."
"You mean..."
"Yes, she died."
"I'm sorry," you quickly say, but she shakes her head.
"It was a lifetime ago. Besides, you might say she's still here with me," she lightly caresses the makeshift ribbon, "in spirit."
You rub your neck, letting the uncomfortable silence settle. She fancily flips her hair back into place, then addresses you again with her own question.
"So, why did you bring me here?" she looks around the clearing, at your simple camp.
"Eh? To help you. You were unconscious in the forest," you reply dumbfounded. Was it not clear that you were helping her...?
"Ah, right," she nods with understanding, "Then, you decided you'd ask me some questions. So, what comes after that?"
...Well then. What comes after the questions?
[] Ask more questions?
[] Part ways with her
[] Offer to let Nima travel with you to Klause
[] Let her do whatever