That is quite the name you have Dimitri, and one that sounds naught of a commoner's name. [While middle names in her world were not rare things, commonfolk didn't often speak them when introducing themselves unless in the face of the ruling classes where formalities were required.] A pleasure to have a name in which to call you, and since we're saying full names, mine is Willow Nova Amarina.

[Deciding that in the moment, Dimitri wasn't a threat to her at all, she steps a couple lengths closer and seats herself in front of him. Not too close as to suffocate space, but close enough that she doesn't have to project her voice and disturb the creatures that lived there. He Murkrow hops off her shoulder and curiously hops closer to Dimitri, keeping her distance as necessary. Willow plucks the Rookidee out of her hood and places the small bird in her lap, scratching it softly, while Fletchinder lets herself out of her pokeball and sits next to her trainer and keeps a sharp eye on the rattata around her.]

I ask not for expertise, only things you have heard. None are ever true experts of legend save those of legend in which they are about. I hear tell of a rainbow bird that resides in the other tower, but not much of the one that resided here before its destruction. But one thing that I find curious is the rainbow bird gave life to three creatures that burned in this here tower? Is this something you've heard too? That creature, if legend is true, would be called a Phoenix in my homeland. [in which the irony is not lost on her, that she is drawn to the same type of creature that she is herself.]