Reply to Faithless Shadow: Krisha is a Bard, which means that at high levels she can cast War Cry, which causes enemies to experience Fear. And yes, I admit it, the vampires totally kicked my ass in Moonwood. Not something I'm proud of.
Aaron Gend sat by his desk in Castle Never and tried to remain optimistic. Yes, the war was being lost, Lord Nasher was more of a hindrance then a help, his former best friend was now leading the invading army, and his current female companion was off to certain death trying to save everyone. But that was no reason to despair.
Oh, hell. Always look on the bright side of life, he sang to himself.
It took Aaron an unusual amount of time to realize that there was a hooded figure standing in from of his desk. When her finally acknowledged it, a voice came from beneath the cloak.
"Aaron Gend?"
"What?"
"I wish to join Krisha Dian in her search for victory."
I really don't have time for this, he thought to himself. He seized his sword made an attempt to frighten away the stranger, but the figure pulled out a blade and deflected every move. He was impressed, in spite of himself.
"Who are you?"
"No one of consequence. I wish to help, that is all."
I know that voice, he thought to himself. Someone from Port Llast, perhaps? The voice was definitely female, which ruled out most of the candidates he was considering. Unless...
"Tell me, Shaldrissa", Aaron said, "What will it take to finally cure you of your taste for adventure?"
She took off her hood and looked down at the floor.
"I tried, I really did. But when the Luskan armies attacked, and everyone else was running, I found that...I couldn't. The soldiers didn't want me, so I came here."
She now raised her eyes to meet Aaron's. She was a good deal dirtier then when he had last seen her, and although it had not been long, she looked ten years older.
"The invaders have forced me to learn how to fight, simply in self defense", she continued. "Not to boast, but I am a capable swordswoman, and if your armies think me too young, perhaps those who once knew me won't."
"I think", said Aaron Gend, "That Krisha would be more likely to take you if she hadn't already known you."
"I know", she whispered, "I was a fool and a child when once she saw me. But I owe her my life, and if she is willing to take me, I would be of great assistance."
"You'll have to convince her of that. It's not my job to say who she fights with. You'll find her in the war zone, although I'd advise you not to. Even if she takes you on, you will almost surely die."
"That's a chance I'll have to take."
She turned to exit.
"By the way", Aaron asked, "Didn't that use to be Yesgar's cloak?"
"Yes, it was. A great pity, isn't it?"
