A.) [ it's not the most welcoming of arrivals. the plunder into dark waters almost filling his lungs, managing to at least reach shore without too much panic. even as he stands there with his green cloak in hand while twisting and trying to squeeze the water clinging to the fabric. a displeased expression settled on his features, especially when he glances over to a rather large looking eagle perched nearby who seems to be watching him very closely. ]

You're not the one soaked.

[ apparently the familiar had said something, but now merely fluffs up its feathers with a crown of them on top of its head lifting in apparent amusement. the Mercenary grumbles afterward, tugging at his hair tie to shake his short brown wet hair now. ]

From the manor to this... really?

B.) [ though the journey to red springs has been mostly silent from the Mercenary, perhaps of the brooding intimidating kind, he isn't exactly unfriendly. even if he certainly looks unapproachable.

at least it makes for a funny sight when he enters the two-to-a room with his eagle familiar perched on his shoulders. with a man of his.. smaller stature, it's a humorous sight. not that Naib lets it bother him. almost shrugging the eagle off as it beats its wings to steady itself to perch on one of the twin bed's headboard.

it's only after he does that and starts working on his elbow pads does he address the other person- his "roommate." ]

Don't pay him any mind. He won't bother you.

[ the eagle ruffles its wings in response with a wary almost protective stare at said company. ]

[ let's suppose you've come in search of a partner! well, the fae seem happy to report they do have someone avaliable that happens to be with the group of deinosuchus.

said person happens to be Naib here who.. is in the process of wrestling one cretaceous crocodile. it looks.. almost a little dicey. except the pair stop when they notice they have company, even though the crocodile certainly looks like it wants to continue its little playfight. (or maybe an actual fight?)

Naib, however, is in the process of wiping some sweat off his forehead and a little out of breath. ] I can help you try and get on this one here but no promises on you being able to stay there. It's got a lot of fight in it.

[ the experience of being an ex-soldier and Mercenary comes with ease. wielding his Gurkha blade expertly as he twirls it in one hand, nudging the collapsed corpse of the zombie to ensure it's actually dead. perhaps it'll be some issue for a new arrival to deal with something like this.. so suddenly. however, Naib rides on the thrill of a battlefield, and though zombies aren't nearly as competent in dealing with another person- it still gives the same kind of battle excitement that he thrives on. ]

Hey. Have any experience with resetting the wards? [ though his familiar watches from nearby, that solid connection providing him with the abilities needed.. he isn't confident in it. not as confident as he is with gathering zombies, dealing with them, and killing. he wipes at the gunk sticking to his blade. ] I can deal with the zombies if you can help me out with that.

[ this is the option to just throw anything my way! i can wing most scenarios. or feel free to pm this journal if you wanna hash something out. ♥ ]