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[b][h1][center]Ramona Herrman[/center][/h1][/b]

[color=ed1c24]"I can't believe I took the wrong train... So much for arriving early."[/color] 
After disembarking in Sabrie's capital, it was needless to say Ray had been tired after her long journey. The warrior had figured out that she was in the wrong area due to the fact that a few townsfolk found it amusing when she had asked for directions to Saint Hirst Academy. Immediately, she hired a local horse and carriage, paying them more than enough to take her to the Academy as well as funding their journey back to the Capital.

A few hours later the carriage slowed to a stop at an entrance displaying a few banners which had indicated that the ceremony was being held inside. Before getting out Ramona turned, properly thanking the driver and picking up her luggage. She traveled lightly, only carrying a single suitcase and her trusted steel. It was taught to all knights to be prepared for anything, but to also travel light so that nothing would hinder a solider in the case of an emergency. Noting the time on the nearby clock tower it appeared that she had been a few minutes late. Rushing forward, Ramona wrenched open the large wooden door and entered what could only be described as absolute chaos.

Girls of all grades were seen clamoring towards the only two authority figures present. There seemed to be a misunderstanding with the events of the orientation, a prank of sorts. Nonetheless, these seemingly odd turn of events caused the swords-woman to tense in preparation of possible battle. Suddenly, to her left at the entrance she had just come through, a student who had obviously just sprinted over a mile strolled into the building looking quite annoyed. Ray's eyebrows rose ever so slightly. She was awed by the stark contrast of her homeland to the shenanigans displayed here.

Over the next few moments everything had been sorted out... somewhat. Before long, one of the authority figures, a busty woman with golden blonde hair began assigning room numbers to the students that surrounded her.
[color=fff200]"Is there anyone that still needs their room number and roommate?"[/color] She questioned, the jurisdiction clear in her tone.

After standing on the sidelines quietly with her back against the wall, Ray finally stepped forward making her presence known. She stood tall, her back straight, chin held high, and eyes focused to attention as she addressed the boss woman.
[color=ed1c24]"Excuse me madam."[/color] Ray spoke clearly, her voice calm and clipped like that of a professional officer.
[color=ed1c24]"My apologies for arriving late. I ended up getting side tracked however, I understand that that is no excuse for my irresponsibility. Regardless, I have not revived my room assignment as well as my class schedule."[/color]

It was then that Ray had noticed more than a dozen eyes boring into her. Could it have been because of the way that she spoke? Or perhaps the sword that she held near her waist was intimidating to others? Not used to this much attention, Ramona felt her face heat up, no doubt a blush crept across her cheeks. She grit her teeth to attempt to hide her bashful nature and resumed her attention on the instructor before her.
[color=ed1c24]I have just transferred here from Germania. My name is Herrman, Ramona Herrman."[/color]