[center][h1][b][color=007236]Kathryn[/color][/b][/h1][/center]

Mornings were not Kathryn's thing. In training they attempted to force that for her. All it did was give her more marks against her overall ranking up process. With that, she had nightmares again. They weren't too bad, but she had a lot on her mind already. She mistook Elyria as someone who used to be close to her, she passed out in six inches of water out of pure fear, and her attempts to make friends failed again. "[color=007236]welp... up now.[/color]" She grunted as she stood up. Her clothes were still roughed up from getting soaked and being unable to dry properly. She had nothing else to wear unless she wanted to wear only her armor. Not something she was up for doing.

Her Armor was in a pile not far from the pile of sand she slept in. She felt exposed without it. Vulnerable. Weak. Once she was more or less awake she put on the bare minimum for it. Chest plate, and a few bits to protect part of her arms and legs. No chainmail yet, or the extra bits. But the basics, her knife, and her mace. She felt safe enough like this. Now that she was ready for more basic things she walked over to Alberich. He seemed to be organizing the morning events. "[color=007236]What's the plan for today? Are e making plans to find a town or something? I could use some supplies personally[/color]" Mostly it was the clothes. She had one outfit due to her situation with her last group of freedom fighters. She had a dark thought of how long it would be before everyone here was dead as well. Sure someday they may defeat the Dark Lord. But how many of them... or of all of them would see it? If any at all. Would she? Or would she be another nameless face lost to history?

She needed to think of something new. Her thoughts were starting to go places she wasn't a fan of. "[color=007236]We may also want to consider how we are going to handle our situation against the Dark Lord. We could attempt to raise a new army and hope they don't get decimated on out way to the final fight. Or we could come up with a more tactical plan for smaller units. It really depends on what we can gather. Or who.[/color]" She tried to say calmly. But she did worry. Even an army of Hundreds could only go so far before supplies ran out. Or before they took too many casualties to keep fighting.