Cleomine noticed that one of the heroes in the hall, the one with wings, seemed to be nervous. For a moment, Cleo wondered why the knights weren't charging at the winged woman and trying to arrest her for being a demi-human. But she didn't speak up about it. She didn't want to bring attention to herself. She was about to go and encourage the guardian angel, but she didn't move. The shaman had already approached her and was speaking with her. He gave the winged woman the same exact advice she would have given her. So...everything was under control there. Cleomine smiled at the thought. Soon it was time to go and see the heroes. When the knights called to them and told them to enter, she did so. After she entered, she studied each of the four figures, looking for one specific hero: The Shield. Out of all the heroes, she didn't like the looks of the bow hero. She seemed too aggressive for Cleo's taste. When she laid eyes on the Shield Hero, she noticed that he seemed to be older than the other heroes and that there seemed to be weakness in his legs. She felt sympathy for the Shield Hero, and it became more of a reason to join his party. Without hesitation, Cleo moved to face the Shield Hero, and she politely spoke to him with a quiet confidence, "[color=aqua]Shield Hero, I would be honored to offer my sword and voice to your party, if you will have me,[/color]"