Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160107051055/@comment-25924729-20160120080600

She caught the bottle and sat on the counter, sipping slowly, thinking deeply. In her opinion, Gurdsmen were still the best bet. But she hadn't even seen any of the other classes yet, and couldn't compare.

Had she been too hasty in deciding? With an operation this large, the Pilgrims couldn't be idle. Surely there were other jobs than guarding the base, maybe even better ones? She should continue her survey.

"Show me." she asked Nacoma.

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Vale tensed. She hadn't considered having to wear the uniform until Amilanthior mentioned it. Now she looked around at the hooded cloaks and face masks others were wearing and felt uneasy. Freedom was the main criteria Vale looked for in clothing, unnecessary layers and accesories only slowed and distracted her in movement and combat. Even her standard outfit reflected that, sports top, miniskirt and barefoot.

She only relaxed when the Commander said the uniforms were optional. Praise the White Truth.

Then she bristled again at the mention of enemies. To Vale, faction was family, and she would gladly execute anyone who dared mess with her new family. Though the names of the 'sinners', as she considered these hostiles were unfamiliar.

"My blade is yours." she declared her willingness to fight and die for them. Preferably without the latter. ''Black Order Battalion? Noted for future reference.''