Spoiler: Briar...
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... Close enough.
Lady Sorra, hesitant to respond, gives a heavy sigh. "... My humble apologies. Our helpless outnumber our strong, and our dead outnumber our living. We all grow weary. I... will see to it the Vassal knows that you're here-"
"BEWARE!"
Behind you, a mortally wounded soldier on horseback rides towards your group, and falls at Lady Sorra's feet. His neck bears a severe bite wound. He is dying.
"...M-My Lady... Undead... They are coming... s-so many... beware..."
He dies. Lady Sorra Turns to the few men she has. "STATIONS! The undead come again! " She turns to the Mournland Watch. "If you mean well, help us."