*Inside the fog is a girl with wings. She throws a wooden staff from hand to hand, grumbling to herself, her back turned to everyone.* I mean, Circe is a good name. It's a powerful soul. I can use it. But, I had to pick THIS version of her as my default. These wings are gonna get in the way. Argh. And this stupid ritual always... KOOLIMPAH! *Circe unfolds her wings and slams her staff to the ground, unleashing a sudden and powerful blast of wind, clearing the fog from the area.' That's better.

I wouldn't say I need to be welcomed, but the praise is nice. And as for you horseman mage book guy... *Circe's wings flicker slightly as she looks at him, pouting.* Huh. The wings are a magic sensor. Neat. Well anyway, your assistant seems like a bitch. Why do you put up with her? *Circe floats in midair and lies down.* Why are you guys even here anyway? Does this soul seriously give off that much magical energy? Or was it just the fog? I thought fog in the docks would be a normal occurrence but eh?

Hate, eh? Sounds like a real piece of work. Heh. Might be fun. Welp, time to fly. Keep an eye on the skies, ladies and gentlemen. Time for the formless to take a new form. *Circe spins her staff around and explodes into a cloud of fog.* μετασχηματισμού πουλιών *A bird flies from the fog and into the distance. The remaining fog around the bay dissipates, leaving the land clear and letting sun shine down upon the docks.*

No, no. You don't need to do that. Looking into the past is lame anyway. Eh heh heh. *Circe says something under her breath* Όχι ότι θα βρείτε τίποτα *Circe then looks over to Leo.* Hmm? Oh. Yeah. That's fine. As long as people like pigs. This is a thing that I, Circe the dread witch and grand high roller, am known for. Eh heh heh

Well, yeah. I make it on purpose. The downsides of possessing a powerful soul, I suppose. Or maybe it's Cir- I mean, my magic acting up. Eh heh heh. *Circe looks over to Tico.* Fight? Hee hee hee. Only if you want to. Though, it may be hard to figure out who you're fighting if you do though... *Circe gives Tico a side glance before giggling.* So I wouldn't recommend it. Dread mage and Grand High Roller, don't forget.

Hmm? *Circe turns around to see Leo and Stormcall.* Well, this is embarrassing. Ahem. *Circe places her hands on her hips, her staff floating next to her, and smirks.* Sup Mortals. Tis I the great witch Circe. Dread witch and Grand high roller. Ya ha... *Circe scratches the back of her head.* You buy that at all? <div class='edited'>(edited by Circe)</div>

*Circe mumbles something under her breath* Ηλίθιος άπειρος *She clears her throat.* N-no problem. Magical entities can get a bit... rowdy, huh? As a forml- I mean, umm, dread witch, I know all too well, so no hard feelings. As for why I'm here, I just kind of... found myself here? Eh heh heh. Do you buy that?

I...don't know what the hades you're about, Drobot. *Circe caught the bags of coins.* Hmm. Thanks, Horse Magus. Wait, you own a castle? I have a cave. Somewhere. I think. No, it's more like a manor? I don't think I have this legend down in my mind. Still, I stay away from places with annoying eternal magic entities trying to kill me. Thanks for the offer though. *Circe smirks* Αυτό είναι πολύ εύκολο.

Oh please. I only do it to those who deserve it. It fits the character after all. Besides, I could never actually turn you into a pig. I value my life too much to turn one of HER chosen into one of my pets, anyway. *Circe returns to the ground. She leans on her staff and shrugs.*

Sure, sure. Nice to meetcha. I'm Circe, Dread Witch and Grand Highroller. *Circe looks over to Luard* Yo. You talking with us too or are you just gonna... stand there and judge everyone silently?