Why this was a job for the knights, Katrina did not know. It seemed to her that the kingdom's soldiers ought to be more than well equipped to take on a pack of uppity bandits, but they had failed miserably. What kind of kingdom was Thaln, if it's soldiers couldn't defeat the outlaws within its borders? Some might claimed this self proclaimed King Jeremiah and his ilk were special, that they were all too strong, but Katrina had to wonder if Thaln's military hadn't simply gotten soft. Perhaps they were too used to relying upon the Knights of the Iron Rose to handle their own problems anymore. Whatever the case was, it was their job right now to crack some bandit skulls open, and Katrina was all too ready to put an end to this pack of rabid dogs.

Their task aside, one large concern was their fresh commanding officer; Fanilly Danbalion. Katrina didn't approve of the idea of picking random women born at a certain time for command, but she could care less if someone was picked by an antiquated tradition as long as they stepped up to the role well enough. Fanilly had yet to do anything of real note, and as such Katrina had yet to form a real opinion of her. She did not expect much from her, however, and she wouldn't hesitate to take sides the moment she made it clear she couldn't hack it. Then again, Katrina would only take the side of someone she thought might do the job better. She definitely wouldn't jump in on the side of some poncy noble that thought the position ought to be theirs by birth or some other rot. The only thing Katrina respected was success, and only a proven commander would be worth fighting for.

On the thought of poncy nobles, Katrina noticed Marianne piping up with her moronic opinion. Katrina didn't give half a stuff about titles and courtesies, and it seemed Tyaethe shared her sentiment. She sniggered as Marianne was put in her place. As for the rest of it, Katrina didn't really care what tactics they used as long as they got stuck in. If these really were just a pack of dirty criminals, they would panic once they got bloodied badly enough. Between herself, Garrett, Tyaethe and the other knights with even a scrip of real experience, they could probably rout them alone. In any case, Katrina was ready to dismount and head in.