[i]“Ow fuck.”[/i]

Startled at that sudden proclamation, Tsukiko flipped her sword away from the head that it just bonked, setting it instead upon the cobblestone path. It clanged as the dark hilt struck stone, and she peered at the man she had just unknowning assaulted. Two greatswords, a strong build, and red hair, as well as a propensity to laugh and smile a whole bunch? What was odder about him, though, was the fact that the bruise on his head both swelled up and shrunk at a disturbingly fast pace. Definitely not a normal human, and the very fact that he had bad luck that morning must mean that he wasn’t blessed like she was. Realizing that it was rude to continue staring, Tsukiko bowed apologetically, before saying, [b]“Perhaps your bad luck comes from not doing your morning devotionals? Go pray to your gods and your ancestors, lest their displeasure spell the end of you within Edea.”[/b]

Of course, considering how unrefined his weaponry was, and how weapons reflect their owners, he might not actually honor the spirits properly, but the priestess wasn’t going to make her judgments this early on. 

A few moments later, though, monstrously long bunny ears suddenly popped up before her. Tensing for a moment, she followed those ears down to their owner, a blonde half-monster that seemed to be intent on examining her. Tilting her head to the side, and wondering if this was some sort of strange way of greeting new people, Tsukiko began to do the same, examining her from varying angles, before involuntarily taking another step back. Trying to keep a straight face, the raven-haired woman tried to figure out why the bunny didn’t wear a skirt or coordinated her clothing to make her breasts pop out so much, before she shook her head.

This…this was simply the clothing of another, more…promiscuous culture.

[b]“Yozakura Tsukiko,” [/b]she replied, bowing once more, [b]“I have never met a Pheran before, but that can be said for everything else. Is such scant attire normal where you come from?”[/b]

Before her view on the world could be expanded further, however, a loud argument erupted, an adventurer and a merchant apparently having problems a job or whatever else. Raising an eyebrow, Tsukiko was about to approach and break it up if it came to blows, but the adventurer soon walked away, leaving the Caededrilan merchant to waddle after him, only to then notice the trio and head over.

[i]"If possible, perhaps would your skills be for hire?"[/i]

Well, it looked like the great spirits have blessed her after all, bringing forth two adventuring companions as well as a mission to begin with. Recalling the fur-wearer’s comment about trolls and such, she wondered if those things were similar to the orcs that her parents told her to avoid at all costs if she were alone. Well, now she wasn’t alone, so everything was fine. Leaning Tsukimi against her shoulder, the priestess was about to confirm, before, suddenly, a dark-skinned woman, her coloration giving her away as a true-blood Baumn Imperial, cut in, curious.

Of course the Imperial would be the one to hop in from nowhere and try to get in on this, when they didn’t even catch the merchant’s eye. Tsukiko considered pushed her out of the way, perhaps into the wheels of an ox carriage or something, but refrained from it. Even if they were her nation’s enemies, she sought to purge the continent of evil, not of ‘somewhat evil but mainly just misguided’.

[b]“The trouble is that of these ‘trolls’,” she said, stepping in, shoulder to shoulder with the Imperial, “And you wish for their extermination?”[/b]