"A prince...ah, Ereb. I need to go there someday."

Angelise observed the people currently present around the bonfire. She couldn't exactly remember what was the reason she ended up being in this group. A call of glory? Nah, that wouldn't be it. Though, reasons are unimportant. She was content with this group, and perhaps she could actually use her capabilities into a better use now. Even so...ah, this prince reminded her of her own brother. Though, wasn't her brother a lot more stiff than him? Or perhaps Prince Jarde could speak as lax as this due to being outside of the palace? Ah, memories.

It seemed like it was time for introduction. First one was, wait, a Manakete? It was the first time for Ange to see one in person, and just like how the books said, this manakete didn't look like much at first glance. And he immediately returned to his position after saying his one line. Not a man of much words, this Myno was. Having someone that ancient would perhaps be a boon to this group. The next one was...oh, an outlaw? Why was he here instead of a prison? Was Archanea's guardsmen this lax? These other kingdoms were odd, and Jarde definitely picked up quite an interesting bunch of people with him. 

The next one was a maid. Simple in appearance, but Ange understood the need to have a caretaker on the group, and as far as she's aware of, maids serving nobility usually have quite the combat ability despite their outwardly appearance. Ange remembered how her own maid was a better fighter than her, but ah, she had passed away a few years ago. Quite a pity. The outlaw was quite openly friendly to others and tried to get them to chat, but before any of them responded, a tactician introduced himself. Ah, just like in those historical battles! A skilled tactician would turn the tide of conflicts with their decisions. Hopefully this man could carry the heavy burden on his shoulders. With Alfred done, Angelise decided that it's time for her to come into fray.

"I am Angelise, second child of King Aravis of Juggdrali. I'm not that used to combat, but I can shoot down an eagle mid-flight if it helps. Pleasant to be in your company."

Ange resisted to brag even more and ended her introduction. She understood that there would be people that were more accomplished than her here, and it'd be of bad taste to brag unnecessarily about her capabilities, especially if it'd be proven to be inferior to someone else's. The outlaw quipped about him being glad that others could cover his inability to fight in close-quarters. In a way, Ange was glad too. She still had to train herself to overcome her physical condition, so it would be vital for her to keep away from her enemies. The less possibility of her being caught at her moment of weakness, the better.