“You okay there? You seem a little distracted…” Netty waves a hand in your peripheral vision. The Goblin Tank stands before you, looking up to meet your gaze. From the look of her, she seems tough. Her armor seems to only cover some body parts while leaving her wide open in other areas, though from the look of the wear, it seems her armor’s seen plenty of combat. She must be good at what she does.

“Anyways, don’t worry too much about Ashe… she can be a little… much. A lot, even. But worry not, as long as you don’t let her push you around, she’ll relent at some point.” She sighs, her eyes scanning the faces of her fellow party members.

“So what’s your fighting style? Maybe we can train together! Oh, and… in case you missed it, I’m Netty! So, you know… it’s nice meeting you, uh…” She clearly implies she didn’t catch your name and wants you to formally introduce yourself.