"She'd probably appreciate at least ranged support."

Giant can take some magic missiles to the face! They are not exceptionally effective.

The girl laughs and dances away from the giant.

"You want the bone arrows! Or its brother's corpse, I suppose!" she calls, before darting back in to slash at the back of the giant's calves as it turns to the interlopers.

Is its brother's corpse amenable to being raised?

Isn't in this clearing but is nearby enough for government work, and apparently is a rather powerful undead.

The two can then fight, giving the girl room enough to back off, grab some white arrows and a bow from one of the corpses, and start shooting.

Between them, they can get the giant quite thoroughly dead!

"Awesome!" the girl says, spinning a bit. "This is a nice bow, too..." Then, turning to the newcomers: "Are you guys from the Shivering Isles, too, or are you adventurers?"

"If the Shivering Isles is the name of this plane, then no. Which I suppose would make us adventurers."

"Randomly hopping through Oblivion planes isn't safe, you know," she says, grinning. "Might run into odd sorts."

"'Oblivion planes'. Is that the local term for this cluster?"

"There's lots of planes. Mundus has Nirn, which's where I'm from, and the eight Aedric planes, and then two bits of Lorkhan's corpse. That's kind of in the middle, and the planes of Oblivion are around Mundus, and then there's the Void around Oblivion, and the Aetherius planes kind of on the outside of that. You guys must be from pretty far out if you don't know about - any of this. Or I could be hallucinating, but I don't think hallucinations can make zombies, and usually they ask weirder questions."

"We are indeed from very far out. I am using the word 'plane' here somewhat interchangeably with 'universe'. In our experience, ones with similar magic systems tend to cluster together. Your setup sounds superficially rather similar to my home cluster, which has the Prime Material Plane, various heavens and hells, planes of order and of chaos, and so forth."

"The universe is Aurbis, and I think all the planes in it were made by the same group of people. Oblivion's got tens of thousands of planes, but the big ones are those that belong to the Daedric Princes, who are powerful gods who're mostly evil. This's one of those, the Shivering Isles, led by the Mad God Sheogorath. Which, speaking of, I need to loot this thing's body for keys." She kicks the giant.

"Keys to what?" she inquires.

"The doors to Mania and Dementia! Which're hopefully through that arch, except I haven't scouted it yet because Gatekeeper." She, helpfully, points at a relatively small arched opening in the cliff. "I'm trying to find Sheogorath, and he's supposed to be through one of those somewhere."

"She does sound like one of you, doesn't she?" Eliana comments to Mora.

"Perhaps a bit more on Hisame's end," Mora says, laughing. "Hello, I'm Mora. Apparently if you jump far enough between universes people sometimes repeat."

"Oh huh? Cool. I'm Glint." She starts quickly sorting through giant pockets, coming up with two keys made of bone in short order. "What about the rest of you?"

"I am Eliana, and this is Elatra. We are also repeats of each other."

"And Hisame's a non-present me? Neat. - Oh, are you guys planning on sticking around, I should probably explain the impending apocalypse if you guys are sticking around."

"How pressingly impending is the apocalypse?"

"I've been assuming I've got at least a month. Though the god that's gonna eat Nirn's getting more powerful about daily, and I don't know if he'll hit escape velocity on eating the universe after eating Nirn or not. And whenever the world tries to end it always does that in at least ten ways, so one of the other apocalypses might go off before that."

"That seems a touch excessive. Well. We can offer an escape route if you'd rather not bother saving this world, or I think we'd be amenable to helping you."

"Thanks. I like this world, though. Gonna save it."

"Very well." Elatra walks over near Glint, inspecting the corpse she raised earlier. "So, why do you seek this Mad God?"

"Trying to convince him to help against Alduin the World-Eater, mostly. He's not one of the apocalyptically inclined Princes."

"One wonders that any god would be apocalyptically-inclined. It seems somewhat... self-defeating."

"Usually they're trying to make their Oblivion planes bigger or conquer Nirn or something and wiping out living mortals is kind of a side thing? I think that's what Molag Bal's after, though, he's Lord of Domination and made vampires. I think the other apocalypse asshole, Mehrunes Dagon, just likes destroying stuff."