Commander, on this quest, stay close to me. I'm tasked too watch over you, on your journey through the badlands. Marauders, or oarcs, or who know what, could want to eat my poor commander. Our king, he's so cruel, too try to send you out on this trial filled journey, just as a means to deliver a novice letter, in his stead. (She pulled out some bread, covered in cheese, and slices of tomato, and snacked on it as she talked.) I'm following you as a secrete. I can't let you die on me, leave the mean monsters, and awful foes to me. (She racked her shotgun, which had battle axe style bayonet attached too it, for she do heavy damage from mid, and close range combat.) Lets be off, shall we. (She skips beside you, sway her weapon sweetly as she moves.)