<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/KIv0WBy.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Bikkuri<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Wizard 1<br/><strong>HP:</strong>27/27<strong>MP:</strong>43/43<strong>Blessings:</strong>5/5<br/><strong>Action Summary:</strong>Talks and meeting Divinity.<br/><hr/><br/>Bikkuri shakes her head at the thanks from the elvish woman. "There is no need for thanks. This growing storm will always lend a hand to those needing it." Astrida's introduction as a Goddess has her freezing, wide eyes staring up at the elf even as the white haired lass with the big blade stutters and stumbles on her words. A high pitch noise drifts from her before her jaw clenches and she coughs, a light red dusting her cheeks. "A Goddess..." Her lips twitch and stretch into a full on grin as laughter bubbles from her in a louder and louder cascade of delight, her eyes blazing as she thumps her staff once against the floor. "Won... Der... Ful! Vengeance and Hunt. I knew this was the proper course. My Cursed Gaze shall fall upon the ones you hunt and I shall SMITE them with the full Roar of the Storm!" A few more peals of delight spill from her lips as she practically bounces on her toes.<br/><br/>Turning to the others her smile fades slightly as the wolfish woman addresses her, shoulders squaring as she draws herself up to her full five foot nothing height. "Bikkuri! She Who Calls the Storm's Torrential Lightning!" Her small smile turns into a smirk as she reaches out with her free hand to pet the woman between those twitching ears. "Bii-chan's fine Kippy."<br/><br/>Turning back to the Goddess and the two quests she frowns, gaze flipping back and forth between the paper slips. "The bamboo would be more eris... but in the long run the mine might have more benefits. A better reputation means more trust and greater quests after all."<br/><br/>The other parties antics had been mostly ignored, there was an Aqua cultist among them after all. But the purple haired woman greeting both parties had her casting a glance between the quiet armored figure and the bladed wolf, voice a quiet mutter. "Another blade... what can cause harm if it's already torn apart..." Her mantle flares as she spins to face this Usagi and dips into a small curtsy, ever  mindful of just how short her skirt it. Greetings Swordswoman Usagi! I am Bikkuri, She Who Calls the Storm's Torrential Lightning! Her feet are shoulder width apart and the hand not clutching her staff is raised, palm towards her and fingers spread as small jolts of electricity crackles between them. "We find ourselves discoursing upon which of two Gruelling Quests we wish to embark. She pauses and glances at the other group, nose scrunching up and a shudder running through her as she glances at the bikini clad cultist. "The perfectly Vapid Example of an Axis cultist has her hooks in the other group. Watch your coin pouch around that."<br/><br/>