Northstar Vale and we're slipping off the course that we prepared

Sometimes, one must be taught. Takeshi hummed an agreement with a little nod, thinking these bastards of the empire could learn something from this little firecracker. Artemis, He repeats, testing the lovely syllables on his tongue. I am Takeshi. He introduces in turn, polite smile turning into something more of a friendly grin. A moment, and then she inquires after a place in their empire. Tail wags slightly behind him as they walk, Certainly, Artemis. Takeshi purrs. For a typical joiner he might request information of trades, skills. But this girl feels right beside him, he likes the way she talks- and does not wish to create any more hurdles for her then necessary.

So, you will stay with us, then? A final check, to ensure.