"The Blade of Frontiers," Keyleth repeated with a touch of awe in her voice. Listen, her adventuring days might have been pretty much behind her, save for the occasional outing she was sure the rest of Vox Machina would drag her out of Zephrah for, but she would always have a soft spot for a fellow do-gooding adventurer. "Wow. That is such a good name! It's so swashbuckley." Coming from anyone else it might have sounded like poking fun, but from her, it was completely earnest.

Still beaming, Keyleth nodded enthusiastically and glanced around quickly to make sure she'd gathered all of her things, the bones he'd been kind of enough to collect for her, her circlet. "I would love to look around. It reminds me a little of Vesrah--that's where the Water Ashari live--but they still live on the surface, not below it like this. I'm dying to see what the rest of the city is like."