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Finally dragging herself away from Caria's fluffy companion and back to the group, Amalia took a seat. Then Trafalgar asked about introductions.

...That could be a problem. The golem's understanding from her time with Ellion was that it would be dangerous if anyone found out what she really was, plus her homeland wasn't exactly around anymore so that would likely give her away. She nodded slightly to herself, resolving to just keep it vague and hope nobody pressed her for more information.

"My name is Amalia, I'm...a traveller," she stated.
Sorry, executive dysfunction has been fun recently. I'll try to get something up today or tomorrow.
Max insight, min willpower at work.
Amalia watched on as the older man explained their current location, her gaze shifting back and forth between the pair. She found her mind wandering a bit when the presence of ancient ruins was mentioned. Was it possible that anything from her time could be present under this strange island? Had any magitech been removed? Could she find more information on what had happened back before her shutdown?

And then her thoughts snapped back to the present situation as Ellion agreed to go eat with the duo. The golem followed on as Trafalgar led the way towards the food stalls. She nodded along as Ellion suggested the bats as a potential way off the island, especially since it would give her a reason to go to the ruins.

As Amalia looked over at the imposing stranger that Ellion gestured towards. Her general expression didn't seem threatening or angry. And she looked more like she was enjoying the festivities than being here to cause trouble. If Ellion had hoped for advice on avoiding alerting the amazon, that went out the window when the small...plant? animal? creature that was accompanying her caught the golem's eye.

"What is that?! Can I pet it? It's so cute!" she called out, waving to the axe-wielding woman.
Ah yes, consuming food together. As humans do. Using our human organs to process it. Because we are all human.
Amalia gazed around at the festivities in awe. The diminutive golem's unblinking eyes darting around from balloons and decorations, to the market stalls and among the festivalgoers. The colour, sound and movement were all so new and alien to her, and provided a welcome distraction from thinking about all that had happened since she woke up.

She paused for a moment to consider Ellion's question. Were there magitech devices or golems capable of large scale mapping like that? Probably. Was a workshop assistant who barely left her home, prior to recent events at least, one of them? Unfortunately not.

"Hmm...sorry. There wasn't really any reason for me to collect that kind of information," she replied. "Father wasn't much of a traveller."

"Perhaps we-" Amalia shook her head slightly before correcting herself, "You could ask one of the other attendees where we are?"

It wasn't that the golem lacked social skills. Well, not just that. Rather, the longer she interacted with someone, the more likely it would be that they would notice some inhuman trait about her.

Amalia, the Ancient Assistant

Might answer some of the class questions later.
Yeah, that sounds like a fun angle.
Think I just need to roll some dice. Erm, and figure out where exactly these ruins were, I guess.
I'm thinking tinkerer/sharpshooter.
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