-"Alright listen up! We have received news from Rockhelm and Twenty-nine that we are required in a joint operation. Wildmen have been spotted around Rockhelm borders, several thousands of them, and that we in the militia are to support the outposts troops. This will be a huge operation, much larger than some of you are used to. Stay sharp and make sure to follow your superiors orders, not only because it will keep you alive, but also because this is our chance to show what we are made of. We, the militia, have always been ridiculed by those cocky two-niners. So make sure to show them your A-game and finally we might earn us our well earned respect!"

Captain James stood in front of his subordinates with a stern look on his face. Melody had learned from being in his company that James were quite disappointed in his local militia. Like everyone else in Independence, Melody's colleagues were hardworking and motivated to protect their home. But motivation alone isn't enough to be a working militia. Some were bad at following orders or simply disobeyed orders because they think it's "wrong". Others lack skill in combat, sometimes making them more of a liability than an asset. Lastly there are those that have no teamwork, but there aren't many of those left really for obvious reasons.
Melody sat on a log with Brandon next to her, behind her were the rest of here comrades.

-"We won't disappoint you captain. We'll do our very best out there won't we guys?

Melody got some yes and some sure from her comrades in response. She turned her head to Brandon and was greeted with a smile.

-"Good. You are free to make any necessary preparations for our march to meet up with the platoon. Dismissed!"

Melody and her comrades leaved captain James to take some time to relax before the march. On her way home she followed Brandon for some small chat.

-"So what do you think, have the wildmen finally become civil and formed a professional militia of their own? I find it hard to believe that so many wildmen can be at the same spot without killing each other."

She walked beside Brandon with her fathers sword, calmly resting on her shoulder.
[I]Finally a challenge worthy of my skill! I'll show those twenty-niners that we aren't just small fry, Just watch me father! I'll make you proud![/I]