"Well...how unfortunate for him. Since we can't go back home, we're going to Nimuz and I'm gonna chop him into little unrecognizable pieces. What does he look like?"
"Six foot tall, blonde, pretty skinny and pale," the woman answers.
She rubs her temple, "Alright, so what are you going to do now? You just gonna stay down here and rot?"
"What else can we do?" the woman asks.
She shrugs, "I don't know, unless you come with us to Nimuz, but I hear there's a lot of ghouls there. Just how exactly were you "helping" this Martin anyways?"
"Cooking and cleaning only," the woman answers.