Vert was going towards the river outside the city when she saw a man fishing outside of it. She was riding Steve, her steed whom she had been with his entire life. She hadn't eaten for quite awhile and wondered if she could scare him off well enough to steal whatever he had caught so far. It was hard afterall for one of her kind to scare others off. As she started to approach the man though she noticed a large splash shortly after.

Vert got off of Steve and headed towards the river, her head already off of her body, and her spinal whip attached to her hip. As she approached she looked at the group, it was quite the odd site. The woman of them certainly had strange eyebrows and ears. "Well aren't you all a sorry sight?" Vert said, her voice echoing as part of it seemed to be coming from where her head should be. "A battle mage from the looks of it, a fisherman, a rouge, and a girl with eyebrows. Alright, may as well get to work." Vert said smiling at the group her grin getting bigger inhumanly big actually as it almost touched her ears.

At this point Vert also noticed the young boy. "And a young boy comes to you all as well." Vert added as she started to reach for her spinal whip, the grin now getting toothier.

As she was about to say something though her stomach growled. "Do any of you have food? I'm not from around here and I'm also lost. I need to find an inn, preferably one with good beer." Vert said her question very different form how she approached the group. Vert adjusted her head a bit and held it up to eye level of the rest so they could see her more clearly instead of looking down all the time.