The petite gunslinger sighed in exasperation at the party, which already had petty squabbles forming. Gildra never had any qualms with prolonging one's life by magic, and would likely consider it herself had she any magic talent or if it were possible to avoid sacrificing innocents or whatnot. She would have to make due with her legacy, which is a bit spotty at the moment. "Well, I suppose I should say my name, hopefully nobody has any sort of problem with gunpowder here, right?" She blinked, noticing the glances from the Aasimar. "My name is Gildra d'Anjou, no relation."She paused for a moment, giving a wide smile." You can call me Gildra, or 'Giddy' if you'd like." She then takes her position in the party, right up against Fiona. "So...um..shall we get started?".<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>