Despite the change in scenery, Sasha felt rather at peace with the transition. She was among nature her, in all of its peace and tranquility. It was easy enough to let that tranquility flow through her and relax her to an almost zen-like state.<br/><br/>Spotting Angelo withdrawing a katana from his trunk, she couldn't help but giggle. It was like an anime, of sorts. What was that old cliche? 'Katanas are cooler'? Somehow, she doubted the mage used it simply because it was cool... But then again... The park held its refreshing atmosphere, even in the dark as the group approached what looked to be a cook-out of sorts, or a larp. The attitude was overwhelmingly positive, from what she could tell, though her eyes still darted about for any signs of injury or malaise.<br/><br/>Shockingly, she found next to nothing. Most people had some kind of aches or pains, some injury picked up in daily life, but the people that milled about were as healthy as horses. Something to do with being a werewolf, perhaps? "A pleasure to meet you." She half mumbled, snapped from her stupor as the massive man approached. Would it be rude to call him a 'bear' of a man? Deciding no continuing the use of her 'transformed' name, she raised her voice to a more acceptable volume. "I am Princess Sasha Harmonia, Mender of Clubs. I serve on behalf of the Queen of Clubs as a diplomat, mediator and healer."<br/><br/>She finished her introduction with a formal curtsey, hearing the tranquil zen of the park flow into her voice, giving her more confidence. Still, she'd wait for others to introduce themselves before speaking again. Assuming she could trust them not to cause an incident with only a few names.