"I was chosen to become a seeker after a competition. It was a tracking competition - follow the tracks of a guardsman through a field strewn with traps. The person who manages it in the fastest time and with the fewest injuries was recommended to go on to be a seeker. It turns out that all that time I spent playing around with traps and trails as a child was useful to someone after all. But this? It is my vice, Kangar, and just as I try to make a living without it the world conspires to force it back in my face." Still, she seemed to have mostly regained her composure, and everything she'd need for battle was on her - the light armor, the two swords, they were all there.

"Let us get this over with."