Ange followed on the group from behind, letting her hosts to lead on that way as they proceed downward from the aerial docks and into the city proper.  She was amazed and felt out of place at the same time at the sights and sounds surrounding her – a whole city teaming with nonhumans bustling around in every corner, doing things what their human counterparts do in places Ange have visited in the short span of time she has been here in the civilized lands.  Will these be the predominant eyes that would be witnessing her exploits in the tournament?  She hopes that she will have what it takes to impress them, but more importantly it is herself that she wants to impress by applying all that she has learned and experienced and put it to use in the challenges of the upcoming Games.<br/><br/>“No idea,” she said in response to Saree question regarding the hearsays about goblinoids and their nature, and rightly so since she has not encountered or interacted with that many, even among the visitors that come to their lands, to the south from time to time, to pass any unbiased opinion about them.  “And yes, this is my first time to Emerald City.  It is all rather new to me to tell you the truth.  I haven’t even heard of such a place from the tales my mother used to tell me.  I just can’t shake off the uneasiness that I am feeling for some reason, though.”  Ange’s eyes kept darting all around especially toward the more bestial of the populace, suppressing the urge of her hand of want to go for the haft of her weapon.<br/><br/>When Saree mentioned that they would get involved in a matter other than the Games for the moment, Ange could not help but feel perplexed at the notion.  “Does this have anything to do with the Games?” she asked.  “If not, what is it that you want us to do about it?”<br/>