Arturia/Light Dress/2
From Create Your Own Story
It would be improper to leave without saying goodbye. You walk to where you see a large group of people who came to say their goodbyes to you. You don't really know any of them and wonder why they care so much about you leaving. You remain composed and let their goodbyes slide off you, replying in a curt but polite manner, you manage to wrestle yourself out of the crowd without appearing rude after a while. Some offered you gifts, you tried turning them down but they insisted.
You receive :
_Some pointless jewelry. Might make some money if you needed it, or a nice gift.
_A finely crafted dagger from the local smith. Seems more like an adornment than a weapon. How useless.
_59 gold 789 silver 3185 copper (total from a few random people who looked like they needed the money more than you do, and yet insisted on you taking at least part of it.)
You walk over to your carriage, the time you spent getting away from that crowd calmed you down considerably and you feel ready to face what is to come.
There's 20 guards, 30 servants and 10 maids. Hardly much of an army, but all you'll be getting. No use moping about, there are some fine swordsmen among the guards and most of the servants look like they could handle a weapon if it came down to it. You recognize one of the older maids, her name is Betty. She has been around since you were little and always complains you aren't lady-like enough. You don't particularly like her, but given the circumstances it may be a good idea to seek her advice on how to behave when you meet your new lord.
You greet the captain of the guards as he approaches you, he's a large, burly middle aged man with a large scar across his face going by the name of Duran. He's one of the few warriors in the castle that can keep up with you in a one-on-one battle, He can even teach you a few moves here and there. You respect him a lot and are happy to have him along, even if his drinking habits annoy you a bit.
"Ah you've finally arrived lass." he speaks to you without any of the formality people normally treat a member of the royal family with. You tolerate it from him since you have known him for a long time and he means no disrespect by it. "Are ye ready to leave fer yer first taste of a real man?"
You blush furiously at his dry remark on your inexperience with men. "Don't just assume I will fail just because this will be my first battle" you blurt out. You instantly regret calling it a 'battle' which doesn't seem entirely appropriate considering you will have to show yourself as a woman this time around, not as your usual warrior self. You wonder if you should have dressed a little more feminine but quickly dismiss that thought as it would have only made you nervous.
You take a deep breath and collect yourself. "so, Where will we be going then? Who am I to be a woman for?"
"we'll be taking you to... :"
The prince of a neighboring country as a symbol of our Alliance
The prince of a neighboring country to enforce a ceasefire
A mighty lord who will provide a great military asset to our army
A mysterious lord to whom your father owes a huge personal debt
| Status | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Light Dress, Fine Longsword |
| Stamina | 90 | |
| Mood | Calm | Inventory:
Valuable jewelry, artful dagger |
| Purse | 109, 789, 3185 | |
