[Recilps.Eugor]

Rogue's eyes glinted excitedly. She'd been friend of the battlefield for years now, wandering from wasteland to wasteland. She wasn't as well known as the Generals she now sided with, it did not make her a stranger to raids and bloodshed. In any case, she did as she was instructed.

From her own cot, she retrieved the sword that seemed to always be at the ready. As she thought many times before, this weapon that was now in her hand seemed to always be eager for battle. She stepped out, allowing her dark eyes to fall upon the General she so faithfully followed. Approaching, she offered a rather regal bow before standing up straight, a grin across her pale features. "Zephyr! I am ready!"