Mizzie stood off to the side of Lord Justed's retinue as he delivered his speech to a group of people that had stepped off the massive ship floating nearby, her tail moving rather lazily behind her.  While most of the words he said sounded like nothing more than gibberish to her, she was able to pick out several words that she understood, like "food" or "work."  In all honesty, she had added a surprising number of words to her vocabulary since being rescued a little under a month ago.  And even if she wasn't able to structure those words into grammatically correct sentences, she was at least able to communicate with the Imperials on the base.

After Lord Justed was finished giving his speech, he and his retinue departed, instructing the recruits to introduce themselves to the blacksmith's assistant and Mizzie before settling in.  Having been informed before hand that they wanted her to introduce herself and to try and become familiar with the newcomers, Mizzie immediately used her wings to start hovering above the ground and over towards the newcomers. [color=MediumPurple]"Hello!"[/color] Mizzie said cheerfully after taking a moment to remember the Imperial word for greetings.  [color=MediumPurple]"Name is Mizzie,"[/color] she continued, pointing to herself to help communicate what she meant more clearly.