[center][h3][color=f7976a]~Cinnia~[/color][/h3][/center]

As they waited for things to get underway, Cinnia simply waited and didn't pay much attention to the fanfare and festivities. The elf, was probably quite a sight to see for most in the party. A few scars crossed her face, and she carried herself with a fairly rough demeanor. Plus, unlike her forest loving brethren, she spent more time among rocks, ores, and forges then she did frolicking through the forest. With the sword strapped to her side, large metal box slung over her shoulder she likely at least turned a few heads. Not that she particularly cared. She was too busy simply watching everyone else and thinking about how things were going to be from now on.

To say she was wary and concerned, was an understatement. Things could go wrong, very fast, after all. She had spent most of her life traveling with a funny dwarf in rain, hail, or snow, so she was used to the hard roads of traveling - and knew quite well how a single misstep in unknown territory could quickly lead to injury or worth. Still, she didn't get much time to think about it. The mages, for all their skill and pompous flair, could only keep this portal open for a few minutes at most and were too cowardly to go in and explore themselves. Instead, they asked others to do it.

Not that the redheaded elf minded a whole lot. 

With a giant clap of noise similar to thunder, the portal came alive, and with it their mission started underway. Well, thinking was useless now, wasn't it? Adjusting the metal box strapped to her back a bit, the elf followed the others into the portal. To say she was impressed with the other side, was also an understatement. 

They were standing in a vast, grassy expanse. It was absolutely breathtaking to Cinnia, and the elf couldn't help but to whistle as her eyes scanned the horizon. She couldn't hear any birdsong, nor could she hear any noise aside from a pleasant breeze. It wasn't too different from the expanses of grass and fields back home, but it was still impressive. This world looked much like theirs, did it not? But surely it also had its secrets. Cinnia was greatly looking forward to possibly finding some new ores here.

That said, being so out in the open with so little shelter and potential for safety should something befall them made her uneasy...

And then some bossy kitten had to interrupt her train of thought.

[color=f7976a]"Oi, you ain't cute enough to just start bossin' people around, kitten."[/color] Cinnia said, her habit of typically calling people by nicknames becoming readily apparent. Instead of positioning herself in any of the spots Esallia had suggested, she instead walked right up to the Mithra. [color=f7976a]"Orderin' everyone around like that ain't gonna earn ya any friends, ya know."[/color] The elf said, adjusting the metal box she was carrying again. [color=f7976a]"The names Cinnia Gòrdanach, Blacksmith and trained swordsman. Now, instead of standin' out here in the open with our arse's flappin in the breeze like a tasty snack for some beastie that might live here, we can save the pleasantries and logistics for later. We need to find a good place to set up shop for awhile."[/color]