[center][h2][color=b5a0d2][b]⚘[/b]   Steffen Gravinir   [b]⚘[/b][/color][/h2][/center][hr]
A weird coincidence how an urgent crisis that demanded an immediate sortie had happened twice in a row, but it was part of the job. The messenger died in a lunatic state, a horrific way to go, but it left the knights with almost no information to work with other than Fort Daelantine requiring urgent support, and Steffen with many wonders and worries to what could be causing the messenger to even arrive at such a state to begin with. Having anticipated an attack from an outside force the entire route, he was even more unsettled when the fort looked completely fine from afar. No destruction, no signs of damage, no signs of human activity even. This put him on high alert way before most. 

"There's going to be a lot of bodies."

[color=f49ac2]"Like death hath come to dwell on earth, and made it's home here..."[/color]

And the two basically confirmed the worst, just from senses alone. A tightness gripped his heart, but he simply bit his lips to proceed forward, dismounting from his horse with his trusty steel spear, a large crescent shield and a shortsword on the shield's backside. 

[color=b5a0d2]"You alright?"[/color] Steffen gently asked Amy as he passed by her, seeing her waiting for others to come in. [color=b5a0d2]"It's your first few assignments, right? Don't worry, we'll make sure you're safe."[/color] 

Arriving into the interior, some in the group began to split up, and one of Sir Renar suggested the same for him and Lein, back outside in fact. 

[color=b5a0d2]"Alright. The buildings are awfully close to the fort. Maybe some bodies found in there too."[/color] Steffen gave a nod to Sir Renar, taking a step forward but turned around to look at Lein, that he would not leave the Hundi behind unless refused. 

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