Rodetta could have done without this today, she didnt even want to get of bed let alone fight this ongoing skirmish with the Ryllan army. This was all getting tiresome, Rodetta's father, the fearsome King Ifream would start many battles he couldn't win or didnt need to fight because of his immense dragon fueled pride, Rodetta knew that the military resources were being stretched thin as it is, they couldnt afford to throw many of the best trained royal knights at this advanced adversary that they knew nothing about it. It was fighting for the sake of fighting, a blunder of dragon infused testosterone at its very worst.

But Rodetta was still princess of her land and was loyal to her father's campaign even when she didn't agree so she was slightly relieved when the enemy asked to break the stalemate in a one on one duel, she knew nothing about her opponent but this made no difference, she would end this war and get back to her training so she could start fighting battles she actually cared about. She sighed heavily as she put on her armor and made her way to the battlefield on a steed that was as red as the flames in her mind.

Rodetta raced past many of her fallen comrades and the strangely dressed forces of her Ryllan enemy, she shed a tear for the high ranking soldiers as she saw their mangled corpses, this foe was highly trained and vicious, she cursed her father for sending these brave men and women to their graves over his own wild ego. Past the scenes of fighting she got to two large hills in the famous fighting fields and spotted a small figure in the draw distance. A man  in heavy armor and cloak was walking slowly towards her direction, as she closed in she readied her pike and shield while her longsword swayed sheathed at her side, she also hid a small crossbow sheathed on her back just in case and dismounted her steed, she was roughly 20 feet from her opponent as the steed ran back to camp.

Rodetta was now walking at the man's pace, this was clearly her opponent, and she was ready.

[color=ed1c24][i]Did your commander promise you a bonus for my head? It takes money to motivate most to take me on by themselves, especially in a pointless conflict like this....[/i][/color]

She lowered her pike and slowed her walking pace as she spoke.