[u][b]Od[/b][/u]

She sat at the barracks dining room, a simple wooden bowl of porridge before here. Looking down at the spoonful of creamy oat substance it brought to mind just how far along this land had come. Before it would of been impossible for the land to bear enough crops to make such a dish possible. The ability to make the land fertile once again was truly wondrous for it meant that everyone could eat, not just the few brave enough to hunt and lucky enough to survive. Just as her blood was able to heal the injured it seemed the queen was able to heal the land itself, "Ridding it of the curse" as they say.

It had been at least three seasons since she had pledged her service to the queen. The death of her last king still hung heavy in her mind. She could not help the conflict brought about as her honor demanded she carry out his last wishes, even if that made her the enemy of those she had once considered something akin to family. With the only choice that didn't end with her killing those closest to her being to flee her lands she hoped that with her and the sword now absent there would be no more reason to fight amongst one another. But that was the past. This was her life now. She was a knight of the queen, her loyalty and obedience to her will was all she needed to consider now.

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The sound of bells cut through the air, followed by the noise of panic as the populace evacuated their homes and into safety within the walls. Luckily for Od she was already armored, having spent most of her day already either working or training in order to keep her skills sharp for the next battle. Sliding on her kettle hat and unsheathing her sword she stood up from the table and immediately leapt through the window. It was closer than the door and got her where she needed to be faster.

Given how tireless she was just naturally she maintained an all out sprint as she dashed for the north gate which is where others appeared to be heading towards. As lightly armored as she was she was able to maintain an extremely quick pace, well accustomed to sprinting at top speed over long distances. She wasn't a horse but there were few bipeds who could keep up with her. Before anyone who wasn't already at the gate she immediately sprinted out into the open before stopping.

She peered out at the forest borders, looking for enemies to rush down. She didn't know where her fellow knights were but surely they wouldn't be far behind. The last thing she wanted was to put the city at risk by hesitating due to the difference in their numbers.

All she needed was to see her target.