<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/wzGNMbC.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><del>Serana Strode</del>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2697354) Josephine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Class:</strong>lv.3 Artificer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer<br/><hr/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong>lying about father's identity, Deception: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=161271)<br/><hr/><br/>Josephine perked up when the blue man responded in Japanese, "(Japanese)Nani? you too?" she asked, the amazement clearly shown through her shifting body language. This wasn't her first time meeting someone from another world, in fact many of the divine branded heroes in Atlantica ended up mixing in with the nobility in one form or another, but this was her first time meeting one outside of her home kingdom. And not only where they foreigners, they had somehow warped into monstrous races as well! Surely there was something new to be discovered from that.<br/><br/>She watched as Muula's seemed to fall under some kind of trance, initially flinching back a bit. However she relaxed when her response came back in perfect English, (english)"wow, that's impressive! Father had theorized that people are magically imbued with the common tongue when they're sent to Anama, but to think it's so natural you don't even realize it's not your own native tongue is fascinating" she mused. She did her best to nod along as Muula started switching between even more languages, though while she could faintly get an idea of what each one was, she didn't understand what was actually being said, "That's amazing Muula. Oh, and no I'm not from Earth myself. My...uh...<em>mentor</em>was..." she said, realizing halfway through the sentence that she probably shouldn't give away who her father was either.<br/><br/>Serana was distracted again by the sudden episode that afflicted Ionli, "Hey, are you alright?" she asked, placing a hand on the armored girl's shoulder. She seemed to have snapped out of it, though it looked to have left her a little ragged, "here" she said, offering Ionli her own tankard of milk, which she had yet to drink from herself.