[Penelo isn't of the same alignment, judging by the color of her amulet that's clearly aligned to Thras by now. She drew herself upright when she was addressed, looking at the stranger in his rather imposing armor with just a hint of wariness. Rolling the silver staff she carried in her fingertips, worrying a little hole in the dirt, she frowns into the ruins.]
I suppose there isn't any point in delaying, no.
[Huffing out a breath, steadying her shoulders, she closes her fingers around the half of the weapon and takes a step forward.]
Let's get this done.
[Looking back over her shoulder, she favors the strange knight with a half smile.]
E3, also screeches.
I suppose there isn't any point in delaying, no.
[Huffing out a breath, steadying her shoulders, she closes her fingers around the half of the weapon and takes a step forward.]
Let's get this done.
[Looking back over her shoulder, she favors the strange knight with a half smile.]
I'm Penelo, by the way.