Vesper sat in a high branch of the Yew tree in which the large armored man sauntered towards after having completed a fight. Nyx sat on Vesper's shoulder, peering around through the leaves and twigs around her. Watching him as he sat, a thin, dark haired female approached and began conversation. Vesper assessed the situation before climbing down easily from the tree, shifting to stand beside the female, curious of the man in armor. She had watched his fight curiously, eager to see the people she would be sure to see around the Guild. Her long, light green hair whisped around her shoulders as she moved, her yellow eyes peering at the two talking, simply listening. 

Vesper wasn't normally too shy, and by now she was used to being looked at. Her white feather like outfit just barely covered her, but she didn't care. She had never been around many people as she grew up, but she somehow felt at ease around these two. Maybe it was her Owl, or the fact she was outside that was keeping her calm, but she was thankful for it nontheless,

[b]"Good afternoon,"[/b] she said to them both once the girl had finished speaking. Vesper smiled faintly, her voice ringing highly with each word.