Whatever soreness Shill still had from their near wash-out faded when she saw the newcomers. In fact not only did it fade, but it was entirely replaced by fascination. With starry eyes and a smile on her face she meandered forward, first looking to the dwarves with their thick beards and large axes, then to the giant tusked fellow. She was surprised to see someone bigger than their pierced companion, and while he didn't seem too keen on them, at least he wasn't outright attacking. 

The one called Ironbeard appeared to be the diplomat, and Shill was thankful for it. The last thing she wanted to do was fight with these mysterious and wondrous folk, who she could only assume were natives to the world they now inhabited. What was it knights did again? Did the men curtsy, or the women. Did they all bow? She decided to go with that, and lowered her head in a sign of respect. Couldn't hurt to be courteous. 

[color=00aeef]"Hello! I wish I could tell you what brought us here, but we're just as confused as you are. We woke up in here not too long ago, and we'd very much like to know where we are,"[/color] she said, only to jolt a bit when she realized she had still forgotten some of her manners.[color=00aeef]"I'm sorry, I should have led with the introductions. I'm Shill, it's very nice to meet you!"[/color]

She offered out a hand to shake, but held back from introducing the others. She didn't know the pierced man's name, but if he didn't want to give it before she didn't want to force it out of him now, and Filip might have very well had something else entirely to say. She figured it was best to let them do their own talking, the more questions they could get answered the better.

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