[center][h2]Selova Ajes[/h2][/center]
Selova sat cross legged, her wooden backed chair letting out slight creaks against her chainmail. Her grey eyes squinted dreamily at the glare of the fireplace as she retied her braid with a yawn. [i]Shoot... I dozed off...[/i] Upon hearing the whistle, she forced herself up groggily and donned her cloak with a hasty tug. Her previous quest was a peculiar one, though she didn't expect herself to make the cut for the Blood Rose Irregulars. She was surprised to find herself working along with a girl of the wolves for that hunt of the Fire Bear, but it was more of the long trip back to the citadel that seeps into her fatigue.

[i]Was it wolves or eagle?[/i] Casting away her stray thoughts, Selova chucked her scabbard along her waist and reached for the door. [color=fff200]"Sorry for taking so long,"[/color] She snorted. [i]So much for showing up late on the first day here...[/i] Her sleeves, though it looked neat and tidy, were more unkempt than she usually appears.