Most people hated king Gangrel by the end of the war. I just wanted to fight for my country. Most people blamed it on my Feroxi father. He had raised me to know that there was nothing better then fighting for your leader. Some people said that Gangrel and Aversa would brain wash some people to join their army. After joining the bandits I meet the new leader, who had taken over after the brothers died. His name was Sting, or at least, that's what people called him. His real name was Stephen. Like me, he fought for Gangrel. We were quickly comrades, stealing together and sharing the pay out. Unfortunately after one late night of drinking things got a bit... Out of hand between us. Long story short, after about a week of awkwardness between us we talked about it and we've been dating since. I think I love him, but it isn't meant to be. We are comrades first, lovers second. I'm snapped out of my own little world by a tap on my shoulder. 'Excuse me miss? Are these yours?' I turn around to see my comrade Alvin holding my armour and sword. I take them and head off to get ready for battle. Chances are very few of the bandits I sent into the base will recognize me, but it was still a risk. I need to get in close with the Shepard's if I ever wanted to avenge my king. I decide to buy some make up and a helmet that covers part of my face. I end up having to pay, since the markets is far more closely watched since my comrade blew his cover earlier. I stare into the mirror at a house I broke into. My skin isn't super light, but it isn't super dark either. People sometimes poked fun at my Feroxi dad and Plegian mother, up until my Feroxi side came out in gym class. I ended up breaking some poor kids arm after he pointed out my Feroxi father. I sigh as I smudge weird chalk into my face that turned me slightly darker. I like it this way... I'm proud to be Feroxi! I'm proud to have fought for Plegia though. I just wish it hadn't been for the reasons that Gangrel enforced. But it was my duty as a Plegian to avenge his death. I stare into the mirror, I check over my armour one last time before slipping out the back door and back on my horse. 'Hey Sully!' I say as I find her in the town square. Some of the other Shepard's are here along with some 'new recruits.' I'm the only female new recruit, but judging from the skin tones I'm not the only Feroxi. Some strong looking Feroxi men were sharpening their swords in the middle of the square, with some village maidens watching and giggling. I snort as I watch how silly they act around these men. It's like they've never seen muscles before. 'Well I'll be dammed I didn't expect you to wear armour! I was going to let you wear some of my old armour!' Sully says, giving me a slap on the shoulder. 'Thats a nice sword you got there. Wait, is that a mark of Regna Ferox?' She leans in, moving her fingers along the mark. 'Indeed it is. My father earned it in a tournament when he still lived in Regna Ferox. He moved to Plegia when he meet my mother, and soon I was born.' I say, tilting my sword so it shines light into different directions. 'Listen up everyone!' Chrom hops onto a crate in the center of square. Everyone falls silent within moments. 'We will leave soon, so everyone gather your supplies and prepare to move out!' Chrom hops down from the crate and started consulting his wife and great knight Fred or whatever his name was... 'Ready for this?' Sully asked as I hopped on my horse. 'Ive never been more ready!' I say as I feel the adrenaline pulse through my veins. This is it!