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[relentless_sentinel]

[It’s been a few months since Nephenee’s been tugged into this world, but up til now, she’s…kinda done what she tends to do when in new situations, and that is focus on her job, and hermit. She’s not really introduced herself to many, mostly staying in the back and occasionally piping up when needed, always in practical clothing and under a hat obscuring her face in some shadow, like she’s trying to hide, and doing her job of taking care of critters and beating up people that need beating up. She certainly hasn’t introduced herself on the network or to the Corsairs at large.

After this last planning and execution cycle, though? She’s gotten her armour back, and her best lance (among some other things), and it’s helped her to regain some confidence (Mostly because they’re a security blanket of sorts…). She’s practiced for this, and wants to finally try to get to know people!

When the feed comes on, the first sight for folks is the wooden ceiling above, then the camera quickly wiggling around as she tries to center the view. When the woman does get it to show her, they’ll see a cabin like that in Flotsam dotted here and there with flowers in pots, light filtering in from a window off-screen. A tall, lovely, lean-muscled woman in armour with fair skin & long green hair covered by the helm obscuring part of her face sits there, a possibly familiar shield against the wall behind her to the right, and two polearms on the wall, a metal one that looks like the head’s been broken off, and a regal halberd. She gives a small bow with her head and upper torso like she’s seen Shu and others back home do. Right…she can do this!

When she speaks, it’s with some hesitance, and with a soft, warm, sweet voice like warm apple pie that sounds like a mixture of country and something like the Chūgoku dialect of Japan, sort of like someone from Hiroshima? But also a little like the Carolinas in the States. It's an odd mixture.]

H-Hi, everyone. Um, apologies for…not introducin’ myself ‘fore now…lot goin’ on, ya know?

[A lot of shyness and turtling, more like (no offense intended to our resident turtlekin, of course).]

Um, Ah’m Nephenee, from Crimea, on the continent o’Tellius…Ah’m a Sentinel an’ guard under Her Majesty, Queen Elincia, an’ Ah’m stationed in Flotsam. [Belatedly, she realizes her own title may not be translating properly.] Er, that is…Sorry, not used to the words here yet. Um, Sentinels are…uh, Ah think it got described to me as Elite Lancers who stride battlefields with calm an' surety?

[She’s underselling the first word; it’s better translated “Legendary”. But regardless, the calm and surety part is in direct opposition to her presentation and how she feels.]

A-Anyway, Ah’m lookin’ for folks to train with, an’ learn new stuff from? There’s…a lotta stuff here Ah ain’t used to, an’ Ah’d like to learn how to do more stuff, an’ how to defend against all this stuff Ah ain’t used to. Um, Ah have a bow, too, but Ah’m not as good with that. Um, my first halberd here broke [She hooks a thumb back at that broken polearm], so if anyone's...good at hand-to-hand, Ah'd sure like to know how to do that...

Um, also…Ah’d…like to get to know folks? Ah’m also a farmer back home, so…Ah know a lot ‘bout plants an’ animals, an’ things like cookin’ an’...other country stuff. [She rubs that back of her neck mentioning that, eyes that look to be perhaps green darting away for a moment, but presses on.] Like…cookin’ an’ bakin’ an’ makin’ stuff. Um, Ah also like tea, have a buncha blends o’it already…an’...um, Ah’d…like to have folks over for tea or lunch some time?

[She’s kind of hit her limit, now, so the rest comes out a bit too fast.]

A-Anyway, A-Ah look forward to meetin’ an’ gettin’ to know all y’all!

[And she hurriedly turns off the feed, flustered and muttering in another language about her poor grammar and word choices.]

Comments

[newmemorywhodis]

I'm Link.

[tisfinished]

Ah yeah, I’ve seen you around.

That clafoutis you made was excellent. If you’re interested in doing any baking or cooking at scale for Flotsam, talk to me and I’ll help you get it done.

[voice]

[redprayer]

[Rezo misses the visual portion of the feed entirely due to being blind, but his attention is caught by Nephenee's voice. It's a very pleasant sounding voice, and while the accent isn't an exact match for any of the ones from his world it reminds him a bit of the dialect of the Kingdom of Dils.]

It's good to make your acquaintance, Miss Nephenee. My name is Rezo and I am currently stationed in Vault.

[In contrast to Nephenee, Rezo's voice is calm and deep, and he's picked up enough of the Imperial language to not only speak confidently but sound well-educated. If Nephenee's voice is like warm apple pie, Rezo's voice might be likened to bittersweet dark chocolate.]

I'm not sure how much use I can be to you as a tutor, as my primary skillset lies within healing and magic use. But if you have any questions about either of those subjects I'd be happy to answer them.

[invinciblespear]

Well hi there, I'm Fiore.

[The redhead on the other end is in some humble accommodations on Flotsam herself, but she did take the time to set up a spear behind her in the shot. Her voice is just as, let's say, country as Nephenee's, but fluently the local Anglic language without any more exotic accents.]

I'm not really up on geography or anything, but I'm guessing from all those unfamiliar names you're from another world? I'm local but it sounds like we've got a lot in common.

[freearcadia]

[He quietly shook his head as he listens to her speak, it's not often he hears someone speak so much]

We have spoken before. Well - I do need more experience with fighting against opponents using weapons other than swords or guns, so we could possibly learn from each other.

[purplexing]

I'll train with you if you want.

...didn't know you liked plants too.

[spacetogrow]

Hi, Nephenee! I'm Ilphyl, most recently from Waterdeep on the continent of Faerun.

[No, Ilphyl doesn't expect those words to mean anything to anyone, but they are reciprocating.]

I'm a druid, so I also know lots about plants and animals. Not so good with hand-to-hand, at least in ways I can teach, but I know how to fight with a quarterstaff.

[Ilphyl can flight hand-to-hand... but largely using their wildshape, which isn't helpful for showing other humanoids.]

[lightnovelexperiences]

I'd be happy to spar with you. Hand to hand or polearm to polearm. Do you mix magical techniques into your attacks or is it strictly skill?

[fish4science]

Um, well if it's country stuff you'd like to talk about, my mother was a milkmaid until she died and I was sent to the orphanage? But that was back when I was five, so I don't remember much well. Mostly I remember goats and sheep and the smell of cheese.

[Tea, she can take or leave, for coffee is the liquid that gives her thoughts motion and her hands to action. But she's also polite enough not to snear at mere hot leaf juice.]