Lungworth

Veritta was very impressed by Gulveig's speech, although most of it had already slipped her mind a minute later. But the intonation alone was enough to inspire even the most sullen mercenary. "Gul-veig from Baldr," the anemone said, pronouncing the complex name syllable by syllable, "in my homeland, many also worship the mistress of the sea. And although this young movement differs from the true teachings of our ancestors, we are united by similar ideals. So I am glad that you will be our leader! Or should I say, leaderess?" The girl politely bowed to the Arterian. "Oh yes, my name is Veritta, with two 'T's. I am from Anemone, and as you may have guessed, I follow the path of the great spirits of nature. I am currently traveling and arrived in this bright land not long ago, and I joined your group of adventurers to help those in need and earn some local trinkets. I fight with a two-handed sword," the girl said, raising the heavy blade in front of her with some effort, "using the techniques of the sword of dawn. Well, more precisely, just one technique so far..." she quickly blushed. "But I already have all the necessary knowledge," Veritta tapped her forehead with her index finger, "so as long as my hands serve me, I will learn many more over time. In short, I am very glad to meet you!"