"Ah! I [i]thought[/i] it might be so,"Though I admit, it was mostly a guess. I suppose it would have been embarrassing if I had guessed wrong."

It seemed even raising the possibility was of mild embarrassment to the hundi girl, who let out a somewhat awkward laugh. Perhaps she realized admitting to guessing was embarrassing in and of itself. Despite this, her tail was still wagging.

"I learned your name from letters, correspondence with my dear friend Lady Fio," Lizaela continued, "She is a friend of your First Princess, you see, and hears all sorts of stories! Among them were mentioned a name of a few Iron Rose Knights, and a 'Sir Renar' was among them."

Her sunny smile had completely returned. She was clearly overjoyed to be meeting a member of a storied knightly order, especially one that had so recently engaged in such impressive exploits.

She opened her mouth to continue speaking, but was cut off when Sir Rolan approached. She paused for a moment, scrutinizing him, likely in order to try and correctly guess which of the Knights she was speaking with.

"I don't mind!" she declared brightly, after a moment, "You must be..."

Lizaela paused again for a moment.

"Sir Gerard?"

[@Psyker Landshark][@Eisenhorn]

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The old man's gaze shifted towards the knights. In that instant, his eyes focused only slightly, and he paused a moment. When his lips parted, his voice was soft, relaxed, but with an underlying sturdiness like a healthy branch on an aged tree.

"Indeed," he responded, after returning the bow himself, "It is not often I am in these lands. For one of my lord's diplomatic endeavors to coincide with such a display of fighting skill---"

He paused for a moment as his gaze drifted out over the field. His speech was slightly slow, and certainly accented, but clear and without difficulty. He was obviously not unfamiliar with the language.

"---What luck."

His gaze remained on the field for the moment, his stance relaxed and easy.

"Takashima Yuichiro is my name."

[@Crimson Paladin][@HereComesTheSnow]