[PQ] [HUNT] willow weep for me

As the guild's newest recruit, Roana felt like she needed to show up and make a good showing. So she dropped off her horde of boys with Phoebe, donned her leather armor and claymore Krosis, and headed for the meeting spot that had been listed in the notice. A banshee of all things? That certainly seemed incredibly fairytale-esque. But at this point, she was beyond judging. Caido was filled to the brim with weird shit. Though one might think with all the criticism she had received lately she would be sheepish, Roana entered with her shoulders square and head held high; a commanding presence clear in her posture and eyes as she looked over the gathered group.  She smiled and nodded to Remi in greeting. "Good to see you as always, Remi." she said, then looked to Melita with a smile. "You as well, Melita, how's the ankle been treating you?" she said cordially, hoping she was back in fit fighting shape. Then there was Emmett. Sigh. Phoebe had told her things were good so she would be nice. She supposed. "Hello again, Emmett." she greeted in a friendly manner, as if she hadn't threatened to kick him into another century once upon a time. Then there was a fellow she didn't know, but he looked the standard knightly type...which meant he would probably underestimate her ability. Groan. Whatever. "Pleasure to meet you. Roana Steadman." she greeted with a strong handshake if Arthur took it. Then she grinned at Ronin. "So a Banshee is it?" she said, bouncing on her heels, ready to go! Roana 'Cause it makes me that much stronger Makes me work a little bit harder It makes me that much wiser So thanks for making me a fighter