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Illistrianna could not help but marvel at how different the Sun deity from another world was compared to her own. Legends of Elvira tell of Empyrean's son as a tall bronze-skinned elf with hair akin to a field of wheat. But from what she witnessed herself, Solaris was best represented as the sun, his radiance blinding all but his family and his champion. And despite Amaterasu being the main organizer of this godly alliance, the Moon Elf couldn't help but have a newfound respect out of sharing ties to a sun god herself. Maybe this was the reason Lunara had a natural good disposition towards the goddess?

Just as Illistrianna gracefully shook Amaterasu's hand and was about to comply to her request of knowing more about her world, the priestess' head turned to the side to watch the fanfare unfolding before them. She clearly was distracted from continuing the conversation, intent on analyzing what kind of persons these new arrivals were. Just what kind of allies they were going to be. It amazed the elven champion how, despite the very obvious differences between all the gods and their champions present at this gathering, she could understand each and every spoken words. Truly, it was a blessing that Lunara had taken the time prior to choosing to learn the different dialects from all these beings and grant her this gift of communication through divine knowledge.

The pale moon lady could not help herself in noticing that a lot of these champions seemed very different from her. Most of them seemed like they could handle their own in battle for sure. In a way, they were reminding her of Rosearia. Illistrianna had utmost faith in the reason Lunara chose her as champion instead of the kingdom's strongest warrior.

To each and every new arrival that came their way, the high priestess offered them the same curtsy bow. Much like her goddess, she remained silent unless spoken to, her face neutral to all, no matter how they presented themselves. She assessed quietly all the individuals standing with her. She would not pretend to understand who they were, but was interested in knowing who they were through their acts, their words and their body language. Deep down, she knew Lunara was doing the same.