One would think that with mankind's huge walls and towers, things like wolves and bears were just an issue of the past - and they have been. For years, man had need only fear himself. They invented large walls that barricaded their cities, and in response, others studied the laws of physics and found ways to throw dead cattle set aflame across those walls, or huge boulders. For ever defense discovered, a more dangerous offense was found. Man isn't the only one that can evolve though. When a predator is forced back into a corner it may retreat but it'll return stronger. This is the Kingdom of Alorium. The most prosperous realm of man. For centuries mankind has fought nature and then itself, and during that time both mankind, and it's former predator evolved. Valorie In Alorium - a city so vast that the watch towers on the walls couldn't see the opposite sides - few names were known by all citizens. One name was the royal families, any others were famous heroes in the years of wars that proceeded the new, Golden Era of Alorium. One of these names was Valore. Valore was a hero of the Last War who decided the wildlife could be lead and used against the enemy. The strategies Valore used to lead the beasts into enemy territory, and used them as pincers in joint attacks against the enemy. After the war, however, Valore retired and his name, along with a few others, moved through the city-capitol of Alorium like wildfire. Same as when he had a child. An heir. A torch into the future. A daughter. Valorie (Val-or-e) In this time of peace, Alorium has been dead set on making sure it's army is even better than before, despite the lack of war. There is no shortage of soldiers - young men come to join everyday. Young woman, however were something much more different. Woman were not allowed to serve in the military, but only due to their importance in the continuation of the population of Alorium. There are exceptions. Exceptions being the family of war-heroes. Like Valorie. Though she was an exception to the rule, the rest oft he soldiers did not see her as an exception. She was something different that didn't belong, and they treated her as so. -- "Hey, Red. I wonder if you can actually use that sword." "Better than you, Rickard. That toothpick even good for anything besides tickling your mates?" "Oi, lass. I got something you can tickle...!" --- Valorie was just how one might imagine. Her training from a young age had made her brash, and brazen. She spoke her mind and couldn't help but act more boy-ish than ladylike. Her attitude was where her boyishness ended however. Her hair was a unique fingerprint that made her stand out in a crowd; scarlet red like her mother's and golden at the roots like her father's. Her eye brows were thin and arched; sharp and intimidating. The eyes they roofed were a bit more wide though and began her feminine features. They were round, brown, and doe-like. They betrayed her nature and gave the men a fuel for their words. That was just the beginning though. Her body was tone and cut. Her jawline was pronounced a clear line. Her armor was fitting and, as far as she knew, she was the owner of the first and only female breastplate in Alorium. It was tight, and made without experience of the female form. It was a very flawed piece of metal. It sat right under her chest and worked more as support for her body, than protection. The rest of the armor wasn't so bad. Everything under her chest was covered in chain-mail and her shoulders in pauldrons. Her legs, in greives. The young woman, aged at 20, wore her armor in shades of brown, red and silver from the steel. She was considered a beauty, but her boyish demeanor and foul mouth pushed back those without mettle. -- The woman left the bunch of training soldiers behind her as she moved towards the training camp, where the captain could be found. Today was the first missions she, and a couple others, had ever been assigned to that took place outside the city. Valorie was excited. She was going to prove she wasn't just a girl in armor with a considerably large sword. She was a soldier. She could be a captain. She wanted to lead men to victory, like her father had in the past. She would not fail that.