[h1]Emmaline Muller[/h1]

Emma took her gloves off and fanned them in the air as the others spoke, so once she felt comfortable enough to slap them back on, she was ready to speak her mind.

"I didn't think the Empire would start from the North, but then again...I didn't think my husband was poor.  I must be getting blind...old and senile, and a terrible judge of character if I'm already here...

...I can say with some pride that I was the only woman in my town defending alongside the boys when the tanks came rolling.  We lost it, but...well, I did what I could.  That's my experience of this blasted War so far..."

For comfort, Emmaline began to tug at her sweater underneath and ruffled it against her torso to let the air circulate.

"...what'd I'd do to drop a grenade inside a tank again..."