There's a redhead with the strap of a small messenger-type bag across the front of her body, near the doorway. She's caught that declaration as she steps inside. She offers a polite smile to the group at large. "Hi. I'm Rachel. I got the summons to join this group."
She leaves off the part where she doesn't know why, exactly. But ignoring the invitation of a god seems impolite at best and dangerous at worst. So here she is.
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There's a redhead with the strap of a small messenger-type bag across the front of her body, near the doorway. She's caught that declaration as she steps inside. She offers a polite smile to the group at large. "Hi. I'm Rachel. I got the summons to join this group."
She leaves off the part where she doesn't know why, exactly. But ignoring the invitation of a god seems impolite at best and dangerous at worst. So here she is.