"Dankeschön, hyu are ferry kind," the skald smiled to Coan, accepting the various accouterments of writing with her big, artful hands. The paper went into her lap, pen in her left hand, ink onto the nib; and then the mage spoke up, introducing herself to those at large. Hilda knew the name only offhandedly - the girl had been the one manhandled by the Qunari, hadn't she? Templar Demarc's charge, the little firestarter. And then the blonde child-creature added in her two copper, appearing far more nervous and out of her element than Ashya did. The poor dear. If she was indeed a dwarf, as Hilda suspected (despite the fact that Signy lacked the eyes-of-fire and the earthen feet sunk into the ground) then she must have felt terribly alone and disoriented. Nervousness was only to be expected.
Hilda, then, was only too glad to take the spotlight off of the poor dear. "I am Hilda Aelricsdottr, skald." A nod of her head, no bowing from her. "I haff met no odder skald in der sout', so dees vas no obfious at oll. I am keeper of der sagas und der eddas, der kennings und der tales. Eef hyu haff qvestion, I am honor-bound to answer. Is good to meet all of hyu." And that sunshine-bright smile said she meant every single word. The blonde Anderfeln woman was nothing if not earnest.