"Alana!! Alana!! You get back here this instant!" A middle aged forsworn woman yelled, as the small settlement stood around to see the spectacle. After all it wasn't a big place word of a member of the settlement leaving, to assist in the war was the most interesting thing to see. The young admired her choices and mind set, the old frowned and scowled upon her actions. None of that mattered to Alana as she faced the middle aged woman, "No mother! We cannot sit back while this war rages on! We are part of this world as well are we not!?!" Her mothers face was ripe with a nasty cocktail of emotion, she was worried about her daughter, what mother wouldn't be? She also had high amounts of disapproval towards her leaving and helping those that have 'wronged' the forsworn. A senseless battle, in a place where there was more then enough game and land for the Nords and Forsworn to live and co-exist. Alana turned and continued her descent down, the snow covered steps of the settlements main road so to speak. Some elders of the village retorted to Alana's comment, "Why should we help those that have taken our land!?" "Our fathers mothers brothers and sisters our children and spouses?!" Alana faced them as she stopped once again, a firey look of passionate emotion on her face, pouring through her hazel hued eyes. "We have done the same thing! Each of you have done the same to the Nords! When does it stop?!" The elders sat in silence, unable to come up with a response other then when one side was exterminated. Alana spoke again facing the whole of her settlement alone, "I'm leaving because I believe in peace! I believe we can all exist in this world peacefully!! I believe in the souls of men and women, that we can stand together and be stronger then any force known or unknown!" She hardly stopped for a second before picking up with her speech, "and I ask of you one thing! May each man and woman here search his and her own soul! Then..... tell me what you find." With that she turned and walked away the entire settlement awe struck paralyzed by the conviction of the young girl, all but one man watching from with in a small hut her father. He had nothing but a smile for his daughter and a whisper of good luck, to achieve something he'd once believed in himself.

Alana walked with the rest of the volunteer squad she had become a member of, the Dragons Eye it was called. She felt a pang of emotional hurt, at the hardships these people were experiencing. Alana had received a few aggressive looks and gestures, mostly from Nords but she had expected as much. She expected such hate, keeping in mind she never disguised herself, she was in her forsworn 'uniform' so to speak. It was made up of deer hides, bear hides and leather, it had an array of small animal skulls dangling loosely from a rope off her left hip. The armor covered her upper chest, cleavage and her shoulders, while it left her ab toned mid riff exposed; it included a strap on the back, where her ancient Nordic Great-sword was kept. Alana walked and looked as the man preached about the fall of the world, and how the Altmer in her company talked.

"If the world is to fall better to fall fighting is it not?" She put the words out in the air for anyone of them to critique. That and she had been dead silent since the journey began, which was for more then one reason absolutely killing her. She was excited to see the world finally, that was apparent, in both her tone and in her face. Alana was also curious and cautious with a mix of the pain she felt for these people, she just couldn't stand the silence anymore. She couldn't really believe it she was in the company of a High elf, a Red Guard, an Argonian and a Dark Elf! All to go on a quest, one that would in her hopes and young dreams end with peace; and prosperity for all people of all races.