"Funny how, wherever you go, ignorance is still a problem," the Valkyrie chuckles, though part of her wants to sigh. Ignorance is a terrible thing. It's a good thing that at least some positive seems to go with the negative.

Standing in front of the house she's evidently been assigned, Meja eyes it with a frown. Beyond the fortress that all Valkyrie live in, at one point or another, she doesn't have a permanent home. She's not certain if she'll be making much use of it. But, it's good to know that it exists... and perhaps it can offer some clues as to the people who lived here before. Surely others came before them?

"We're not the first people to live here, are we?" she wonders aloud.