Penny just nodded along as the girl gave her side of the story. If was simple, just like a kid, but it was the simple truth. It was hard to argue with a little kid, out of the mouths of babes and all that. Penny winced as the guard noted that he'd have to note this. That was great, now she'd have to be extra careful. She wondered if her parents were going to get notified about this, but then shook that dumb idea off. Why would they? It wasn't like this was school. And she certainty wasn't going to be using her epithet any more after this anyway. Actually, this wasn't that big of a problem at all.

That being the case, it was a little weird that hero boy looked so crestfallen over the whole thing. Geez, boy looked like he'd accidentally killed her dog or something. At least the explanation of his Epithet gave her some idea of what had put her on the ground. He'd probably done something to her sword. That Jude was able sort of thing would probably make her wary of him if she was the protagonist of some novel, but seeing as she was just a normal person it shouldn't matter. Only superheros and people really into fighting got bent out of shape over that sort of hard counter.

The other guy, who turned out to not be the star of hit television show Supernatural, also confirmed he had an epithet. She felt a little disappointed at that, but the dude managed to disappear again before she could think to much about that.

Finally it was her turn. She stood up straight. "My name is Penny Draconis, D-R-A-C-O-N-I-S. I'm in room 52." She got kind of a sour look on her face, and continued. She didn't like talking about her word, it always seemed to make peoples expectations go up. "My Epithet is Royal. It summons things." She walked over to where the sword lay on the ground and stepped on it. All of a sudden the Serfs all hopped back up. "If I'm not touching the sword these guys can't do anything. That's the only I was holding it."

She looked down at them, then back at the little girl. Well, she'd promised. She reached up to her head, pulled off her tiara, then knelt and slipped it onto the girls head. "Boys." She said, and the serfs immediately stood at attention. "You build whatever sand thing the Beach Duchess here tells you to build." That at least meant all she had to do was hang around while the Serfs did all the work. Her eyes flipped up to Jude. No, she didn't want to let him get away like the other two had. "Hey, Jude?" She asked, "Why don't you hang around and help out?"