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Rioting cabbages, how humorous! Luna was greatly amused by the little joke, unable to contain a giggle as she pictured the monsters as vegetables. On hearing the name, Luna's eyes widened, an odd shine to them as the knight introduced herself. Before she could respond, however, the dragoon--Mitra?--asked if she had any experience with her weapon. Luna deflated slightly, her jaw working as she wondered if she should admit her experience, or lack thereof. But what if she was asked to stay behind? Hiding it didn't seem right, either. What a conundrum.

Fortunately, the red mage--Blaike, yes she was sure of that one--spoke, taking the attention away from her. Luna returned his smile, looking back at Ianthe as he focused on Mitra. She put on a grin, absolutely ecstatic as she practically hopped along. [color=DEBAF7]"Your name is like the flower! How pretty!"[/color] Luna exclaimed without really thinking, immediately launching into an explanation. [color=DEBAF7]"Well, the word itself translates into 'a flower of purple color' and there are a few species of violet colored flowers that fall under that category, but it's better known as a species of butterfly: the [i]Pseudoneptis bugandensis ianthe[/i]. Except, I never quite understood it because the butterfly seemed to be more a shade of indigo than a violet color? At least from the pictures I've seen in the library, but if I ever run into one while we are out here, I'd love nothing more than to properly discern its color."[/color]

At the very end, she fell silent as she looked around. She didn't think that they would see any while here if she was honest. Animals had a tendency to avoid the miasma, although whether it was instinct or the up-rise in fiends was up to debate. Poor creatures, having their home invaded.  

She gasped as she realized she forgot to respond to the other half of Ianthe's statement, waving the bow around a touch. [color=DEBAF7]"Songs are my forte, believe it or not! I've played the harp since I could reach and pluck the strings. Mother said it was a dignified talent to learn,"[/color] Luna swelled with pride as she spoke. [color=DEBAF7]"My tutors spent plenty of time teaching me archery as well, and I greatly enjoyed shooting while on horseback!"[/color]

Luna paused for a moment, deflating again as she looked downwards. [color=DEBAF7]"...although, I admit this would be the first time I've used both skills in conjunction..."[/color] She admitted sheepishly. [color=DEBAF7]"B-But I won't be a burden! I swear!"[/color]

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