[h2][center]Amelia[/center][/h2]
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[color=694489]Just as I suspected. As always, you are one step ahead Master Lorand.[/color] Amelia nods her head silently as she thinks this to herself, her eyes glistening in admiration for the comparatively towering man in front of her. She's truly glad that she met her Trusted Mentor. [color=694489]Being alone is lonely after all...[/color] Painful memories resurface. Memories she'd rather forget. Fortunately, when one of the newcomers, a swordswoman by the looks of it, voiced her worries, Amelia was able to pull herself out of her gloomy train of thought and came up with an idea.
"Huhuhu, I think we need not have worries for that. Have you already forgotten what exactly it is that we do for a living?" She says as she turns and points directly at the woman before continuing. "And no, I do not mean what our proffession was in the Alternate Reality. I mean what [i]we[/i] do for a living. We are [i]adventurers[/i]! We help people in exchange for rewards and favours! The keyword here: [i]favours[/i]! And, since I was planning on calling up a few favours anyways, what's it hurt to ask for a place to stay as well?" Dropping her hand and crossing her arms once more, she finishes off her statement with a hearty laugh.