[centre][h2]Soruha Harehk[/h2]
[@Eisenhorn][@SilverPaw][/centre]

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Soruha's head tilted upward slightly, hearing her alias called out suddenly. Entering the bustling Guild was Eustace, a familiar face that had began adventuring at the same time as herself. She wasn't sure they could be considered 'friends', but he was a dependable enough fellow, and pleasant to talk with besides. Well, not that they could really hold a proper conversation, but he didn't seem to find it too much of an imposition to speak to her.

Still, her inability to converse was as inconvenient as always, with Eustace's invitation leaving her little room to decline. It still seemed far too packed for her liking... but with a companion, it'd probably be easier to have space made as needed? And refusing would be less cool, and more extremely damn rude. Straightening her posture, the hooded nem silently followed after him, making sure to stick close behind. It didn't take Eustace long to find a friend it seemed, and as they exchanged some words, Soruha's eyes wandered. From her perspective, this really was a den of giants, and she could only hope no one assumed her to be a child following an older sibling around.

She could almost feel a kinship with the smallest of giants trying to access the job board, behind the wall of adventurers, watching with some amusement as she huffed and puffed, though her attention was snapped back when Soruha realised that Eustace was introducing her. Inclining her head, Soruha greeted the man apparently known as Renard, "good day, sir." As pointless as it was to speak, Soruha generally did so anyway - it would be a tad troublesome to find she had lost her voice, should the curse ever come undone. Might as well keep her vocal chords in use for the meantime.

With that said, she needed a way to at least get her name out there, and while Eustace could easily do that for her, it was best to handle things within her capability, no? Reaching into a pocket, Soruha produced a small slip of paper, raising it to show off the contents; 'Raven' written in blocky, wonky letters, almost like a child just starting to grasp the written word, very much unlike her native writing. Whether to leave no room for doubt, or simply to enhance the coolness of her alias, a crude drawing of a bird was included as well, a flat and unflattering representation of a raven - well, Soruha never claimed to be an artist. Beneath the hood, pride welled in her bright, red eyes, showing her makeshift card to Eustace as well.