[i]Tap, Tap, Tap...[/i]

Rose's staff served as a guide to help her negotiate the hill that led into the cave. The rhythmic tapping would herald her approach to the others. Shafts of light followed her down, dissipating into nothingness as they hit the depths of the cavern. [color=598527][i]What a curious situation...[/i][/color] Rose found herself bereft of her immediate memories. She could not seem to remember exactly how she arrived at this point, but this appeared to be a place of some importance. She hoped, at the very least, she would find some answer below. As she descended into the darkness the reverberations of some distant beast or machine joined the sound of her staff tapping of against the stone floor. The mossy floor crunched underneath her, uncertainty both behind and ahead. But it seemed to be that there was only one way to go, and that was forward.

Ahead was a light. A bonfire filling the area around it with warmth and a reprieve from the choking darkness around it. Past it was a group, leaving as she entered. She examined the party. [i][color=598527]What an odd gathering,[/color][/i] the witch observed, glancing over each member of the ragtag team. The most notable was a floating creature, an Aberration, Rose surmised. She'd read of creatures like it before. Beside it there was a man, a knight, by the look of him, a small fishperson, and a man wearing a mask with an odd set of features. The knight she had already disliked on principle. She'd had her experience with knights and their kind didn't exactly get a long with hers. The fishperson the witch found to be quite frankly comical looking. The other was an enigma, covered in armor but clearly not human. 

And then there was the other. The chimera. Rose gave a small frown to herself. [i][color=598527]Such creatures are a mistake,[/color][/i] she surmised. Of course she had nothing against the chimera himself, only the concept of his existence. Rose considered such work taboo, a disgusting mistreatment of life. Of course there was an element of hypocrisy to the witch's statement, considering the source of her magic, but she had her opinion nonetheless.

The witch beat the tip of her staff against the ground, hoping to gain the attention of the group. She called aloud, a wicked grin filling her face, [color=598527]"Why hello there! What an interesting party you are. Might I humbly request to join your gathering? You have the pleasure of meeting Rose..."[/color] She momentarily paused. Two thoughts crossed her mind. The first was to make up a surname, they would no doubt expect one. The second was that there was little chance she would tell the group, with their knightly escort, that she was a witch. She continued, barely missing a beat, [color=598527]"Rose Red. My parents must have had a very odd sense of humor, you see. I am a mage beyond compare, an expert of the arcane arts."[/color] The witch gave an exaggerated bow filled with flourish. She was hardly what most would consider a mage, but she was sure that she could play the part. 

Of course with her black pointy cap one could surmise she was a witch, but she had not though of that.

She strode towards the group without invitation, moving in a way that was somewhere between a skip and a step. Rose was a big fan of such fanfare. She would say it made her seem cute, but others would call it strange. Such was merely one of her many eccentricities. She looked at the Mindskitter. If it cared to examine her it would no doubt have its curiosity piqued. Rose possessed a wealth of knowledge- of the world, of the arcane, of the dark arts, and of much more. She was greatly well read. In fact, it would almost seem odd the amount of information the young girl possessed. Of places near and far, of experiences that seem much too great for a girl nearing her mid twenties. 

Rose played the part of the enigma very well.

She tipped an imaginary hat at the Abberation, [color=598527]"How very interesting to see a creature such as you,"[/color] She looked at the rest of the group. She had yet to give the group a clear chance to speak, [color=598527]"In fact all of you are very interesting. I think our alliance will be fortuitous for us all!"[/color]

Of course she had yet to be officially invited into their party, but she now gave them a chance to speak, waiting with her grin still firmly placed on her face.