Anitta was never one to judge a book by it's cover. She's heard plenty of tales of brave heroes and mighty warriors who have fallen against a seemingly underestimating foe. And this lone debilitated building was no different. Sure, it may be empty. Sure, it lacked much charm or character... But it was going to be home. Her home. And where her legend begins. It's humble beginnings would only serve to make the rise to fortune and fame even grander. Anitta knew this.

As for her future company, Anitta was optimistic. While some communities and people distrust monsters, the Dawnstar tribe was no stranger to girls of different species. While still mostly human, Anitta was no stranger to the likes of beast, demons, and fairies. Admittedly many of the girls she saw here Anitta has never seen before, but she was certain that they would be good and honorable. If they weren't, Anitta would sort them out soon enough. Soon a meek young man came out to greet them, introducing himself as Neil. Apparently Bart went out to get furniture. How one man would do that himself Anitta wasn't sure, but she trusted that her new guild master knew what he was doing. 

[color=lightblue]"Greetings,"[/color] Anitta stepped forward and bowed. [color=lightblue]"I am Anitta the Blade Dancer, of the Dawnstar Tribe. I am pleased to make your acquaintance. Please take good care of me."[/color] Anitta's voice was soft and gentle, like the hands of a seducer. Though she introduced herself, Anitta still wore her mask; the blank white wooden face plate hiding her expression. Only her cold blue eyes could be seen through the slits.