[u]Lidda[/u]

Lidda had shifted herself into a [url=http://www.freewebs.com/skullsong/mavra.jpg]centaur[/url] quite easily after Satori’s little stunt. In her own opinion, the teacher thought the woman got a little carried away with her determination and thoughtlessness. Instead of thinking about the possible prejudice her students might endure from their fellows, a direct cause of this event, there was a little fact even less would take those so called Warding classes of hers. Much to Lidda’s good fortune, she was from Eania and her young life was schooled thanks to the military which had its perks. 

She had been tugging along a small cart filled with many dish assortments before suddenly the doors boomed open and someone was shouting her name. Lidda’s head jerked up at the sounds to see a sight she wished to forget. There was the paranoid half breed, the very one that confronted Khan and tried to prove their generosity wrong, cradled within a fully armored man’s arms. Her torso was wrapped in a bloodied bandage while by the time he reached the table would’ve likely been much redder. 

Great she thought bitterly, just what we need another accident for the night! 

Instantly her Body reared only to then push forward, her rear legs kicked the cart off impatiently before her body rushed towards the pair, eager to meet them half way. Her hooves sent her quickly along and ate the distance up. Within a few feet her pace slowed to a trot until she stood in front of them. 

Naturally she used an age old Eania curse to show her concern in the only way Lidda could. “What in all of Brillant’s graces and holy light happened? Set her down before she bleeds to death, there’s nothing to starch the flow.”