Ophelia nodded as she listened, stowing all of the information away in her head for the time being "With such interesting eye colours, he shouldn't be hard to find, I imagine," said Ophelia with a light chuckle. She paused, wondering how to address his instruction to check the board, though. He seemed reasonable enough and non-threatening to her cause, unlike Arlene; admitting the one extra flaw in her current status likely wouldn't come across as a sign of weakness to him. "As for the board, unfortunately, it is currently of no use to me. In my world, it is not common for women to be taught reading and writing, and even less common for a warrior such as myself to be taught."

She glanced over at Arlene being continuing, who had been joined by another person whom she seemed to know. Quite the popular little bitch, wasn't she?

"I was planning on finding for someone willing to help me acquire basic literacy soon, though as you can guess, I find it frustrating that I should have to do so," she said. "In my world, I barely paid the skill a thought and was better off for it. In this world, it seems to be essential."

At the introduction, she grinned a little wider. She was always glad to make her name more well known (preferably feared as well, but known was good too). "I am Ophelia. Just Ophelia. Also known as the Blood-soaked Warrior to some."