DerelictionOfSanity
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Gregor grins in response to Cassandra's compliment. "Indeed. As to the roads being well traveled, it depends. Most of the traffic is along the northern branch of this road. If you travel further to the West, there will be far fewer folks on the road. After about a day's journey, there will be relatively few locals and they mostly use the wilderness trails which are often faster, though not as safe."
Melda smiles, "I'm no lady, Ezmi. You must be from the northeast with your talk of a male dominated society. Here in the heart of the empire, we have had equality for many years. I've been a soldier since my parents died in the great plague 7 years ago. It hasn't been the easiest of lives, but there are compensations." she points proudly to the blue feather emblem on her jacket, which marks her as a sargeant. Addressing Cassandra's earlier concerns, she continues , "while two warriors are likely enough for your protection, it is a foolish girl who doesn't take some aspects of her safety into her own hands. I hope all of you carry some form of defense...just in case. Besides, everyone knows that all the best warriors are women."
Gregor squawks in response to that. "That's utter nonsense Melda! What of the Emperor's sacred guard?"
"What of it? He is well protected by the regular palace guards. His sacred guard is purely for ceremony and I've heard that he picks them for skills other than their bladework." Melda raises an eyebrow suggestively.
"Honestly, Melda, I would be willing to swear that you would believe that even the high cleric of Heironneous was a dirty old man."
Melda snorts derisively, "No, I draw the line there. He would never dare to jeopardize his famed purity."
You get the distinct impression that the two of them are old friends and that this is a very old argument between them.
Melda smiles, "I'm no lady, Ezmi. You must be from the northeast with your talk of a male dominated society. Here in the heart of the empire, we have had equality for many years. I've been a soldier since my parents died in the great plague 7 years ago. It hasn't been the easiest of lives, but there are compensations." she points proudly to the blue feather emblem on her jacket, which marks her as a sargeant. Addressing Cassandra's earlier concerns, she continues , "while two warriors are likely enough for your protection, it is a foolish girl who doesn't take some aspects of her safety into her own hands. I hope all of you carry some form of defense...just in case. Besides, everyone knows that all the best warriors are women."
Gregor squawks in response to that. "That's utter nonsense Melda! What of the Emperor's sacred guard?"
"What of it? He is well protected by the regular palace guards. His sacred guard is purely for ceremony and I've heard that he picks them for skills other than their bladework." Melda raises an eyebrow suggestively.
"Honestly, Melda, I would be willing to swear that you would believe that even the high cleric of Heironneous was a dirty old man."
Melda snorts derisively, "No, I draw the line there. He would never dare to jeopardize his famed purity."
You get the distinct impression that the two of them are old friends and that this is a very old argument between them.