"What an interesting Goddess," Sir Immat does not dwell on his mistake reguarding Sune's identity, "I must confess I do not see how a goddess of beauty would have a paladin in her services, but you are strong in body and heart, that much is clear. And were there any doubt of your nobility and right to carry arms in the name of good, your heritages dispels them all," He inclines his head respectfully, laying a hand on the stone of your shoulder as he steps around to examine your wings. He manages to go a full ten heart beats before he can resist his curiosity no longer and runs the back of his finger against the feathers of your wings. “I have encountered many good men and women in my services for Krom, fighting for justice and against the forces of evil, but I have never seen someone with the wings of an angel. I am pleased to hear you will join our battle,”<br/><br/>His curiosity sated for now he steps back up to the battle map. “The nadu are the people we found here, when he came to this land in our ship three score years ago. They are a strange people, dark of skin and primitive in their ways, but their culture is not without merit. We have skirmished with them, but they are not as a people evil, merely ignorant, and this allows evil amongst them to fester. They have many users of magic, but none of the discipline that is required of the craft. We have been able to tame some of them, make them see the error of the ways. Others refuse to, and war has resulted from this, for the good of them and Vancha. Such tribes are marked in red, the orange is for the sea dogs, another type of threat. Less severe perhaps, greed has less potential harm than rampant witchery, but they threaten the trade that we in Vancha rely on,”