There Is Many Kinds of Protectors
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There was an echo in the hall of the measured step of a booted feet. The platinum blood woman had once wore slippers when she was younger, but after a week of trying to help as a healer the slips had been regretfully set aside and good boots found themselves on her feet. She actually like the support and firmness of the boots now. Either way, her foot ware wasn’t the point of current trip. Though she couldn’t help put notices the sound as she moved down the hall.
Sweeping her hand up the young woman brushed back a strand of hair that had escaped from it braid back behind her ear. Today she had done her hair in two braids that came down the side of her head. Here in the fortress Genna often did her hair practically with minimal style. There was time and a place for that but here she needed it out of her way and not to be a liability. So braids and buns it was.
The Lysorian woman found her way walking towards the knights section of the Fortress were Vivian had asked to meet with her. The invite had been overly detailed, but Genna had agreed to come as from what she knew of the woman it would be important. The healer had been impressed during the last war with the advice that the Knight had often supplied to Faith and the others as they had maneuvered around the necromancer. Genna worked to trust people and give them chances, but Vivian had done well and with out trying. On a personal level Gennadiya didn’t know her at all but that could easily change.
With her skirts billowing around her moving legs, and her posture erect Genna came upon the spot where they were to meet and paused to wait for the Knight. Genna made a mental reminded of what else she knew. Not much, except she was a Warden of the Lake like Faith. Genna only knew a bit about it, but they appeared to be people who choose to protect other, and made an oath with the Lake. She had approved of such and order and though at times about asking what it would take to become a member.


