[Mini Event] Let's Try This Army Thing Again

dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous

Three Two soldiers. Not a single one of them is really a diplomat, but as their only evident neighbors are to the North and seem to truly want to keep to themselves, Wessex isn’t that concerned yet. Let Ronin deal with them if and when the time comes. She will stick to the plan.

On a day after the Cloister trial had finished (as she'd said in the notice) it is late afternoon and the sun is well on its way towards the horizon. Cowled and cloaked, Wessex makes her way to the spire, bearing weapons of both steel and wood - weapons that can fly and make the air sing a song of sleek edges and sharp tips. Things that feel far more familiar in her hands than pretty words do in her mouth. But it is an opportunity to be bright. A time to fulfill promises. A night to lead. Having spread the word via a servant two days earlier, there has been plenty of notice given for the volunteer force to gather. Anyone. Everyone - of their own free will.

She parks herself in the shadow of the Spire, a lone figure at an easy meeting place. Unsure of how many will show up, Wessex lays her various tools of a former trade on the ground and waits.