Luchika

Polishing the barrel of her massive Heavy Bowgun with a silk cloth, Luchika looks up as you approach the docks, her violet eyes momentarily reflecting the sunlight.

Ah, greetings. I was just ensuring my equipment is in pristine condition for our next excursion into the Citadel. It is vital to maintain one's tools if one wishes to serve the Kingdom with honor.

Suddenly, her grip on the weapon tightens, and a small, sharp smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, her voice dropping an octave into a more intense, gravelly tone.

The scouts reported a Lunagaron in the area. Imagine the sound its scales will make when they meet a cluster bomb... pure music, wouldn't you agree? Tell me, are you ready to head out, or are you still checking your laces? Every second we waste is a second I'm not pulling the trigger!