The answers Virgil was giving were far from satisfying, but the sense of pride clouded Amélie's judgement. After all, she had been chosen as one of the few to spearhead an expedition into the Abyss. Surely, this was God's providence guiding her towards humanity's salvation!
With Virgil leaving their rag-tag group alone, everybody had the opportunity to introduce themselves. "Enchanté, my name is Amélie de Lyonesse. Chevalier of the order de Lyonesse." She spoke with a thick accent, taking a short bow. "It is a pleasure to meet you all." Proudly standing at attention, she pushed her armored breastplate forwards. "I have been trained in the art of combating the enemies of God for as long as I remember, it would be my honor to fight alongside you."
With the rooms divided between genders, Amélie carried what meager things she had brought with her on this journey and tossed the bag next to the bed. Unlatching the platemail breastplate, she let out a satisfied sigh as she just fell face down onto the bed, muffling a moan of exhaustion into the pillow. Even this cheap bed felt like heaven after the weeks of traveling on a boat and the journey through the desert. "Tellement confortable... I dont wanna get up anymore." She muttered into her pillow.
Part of her just wanted to drift off here and now, especially as a pleasant scent filled the room, but the many years in the order had hammered the need to put out a prayer before bed. With a groan, Amélie pushed herself reluctantly out out her bed and followed Ioxeia to meet up with the Inquisitor for an evening prayer.