The Ambassador's daughter took one last look in the direction of the closening din of battle, and drew her sword. The noise echoing from the city was terrible and painful to the ear. The screaming, the laughter, the shatter of weapons...it was all more than she had ever had to handle before, and the thought of what was happening frightened her. The fact that the army could soon move on the Embassy, or even out here into the woods, make her sick to her stomach. Grabbing her pack, she slung it over one shoulder, and held her blade loosely in the other.
"Lead the way."