[center][h3][color=0076a3]Victoria Pax[/color][/h3][/center]

A red headed, heavily armored, young woman moves as quickly as she could through the string of encampments within the valley. She was running late. It was a terrible way to give a first impression. If she had it her way she would have been early to a meeting. She vowed she would be on time from now on. The woman knight used her steel lance as a walking stick as she strode by various campfires that were not the one she was looking for. The light of the bonfires reflected gracefully against her armor.

Coming up to a decent sized group around a bonfire, She checked the parchment that held her orders. Confident she was finally at the right place, she proudly proclaims, "[color=0076a3]Greetings, I am known as Victoria Pax, Knight is my profession. I apologize for being late to the gathering, but I am here now. Place me infront a flood of enemies, and I promise I will hold my ground long enough to forge two rivers. Oh, and is this the irregulars under the command of Prince Jarde Devaron? It would be embarrassing if I were in the wrong place again.[/color]"