On arrival to the fort, Damen naturally was expecting a new assignment, and sure enough, one was given; a supply camp that is to be raided and/or destroyed, with the addition of some new arrivals. Alex and Serafina seem like interesting individuals, but upon being informed that his sister was to join them, it really left him to decide who would be most applicable. "Ruby?!" Clearly, Damen wasn't expecting that to have come up, then heard Piero ask if she was another knight, and... well, Damen naturally shook his head. "She was... ill at birth, her hands were damaged during the process, and even when she grew up, though they appear as if nothing were wrong, Ruby cannot wield a sword as Lydalia or I can. I don't think physical combat will ever be something she can conform to... at least, not without the proper treatment to her disability, if such a remedy exists." Damen did his best to explain the situation to him... but then he heard a voice from nearby.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">Lord brother!</span>" Damen recognized that voice from anywhere, and on turning, he was able to catch the woman in red in a hug and twirled around a bit, before setting her feet back down on the ground. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">Lord brother! It's so wonderful to see you again, alive and well; I see lord father's given sword for you remains by your side... He must be watching over you from the other side.</span>" Ruby's spoken words were full of affection and care, like any sibling would to one who helped take care of them.<br/><br/>"It's equally wonderful to see you as well, dear sister. So... you will be joining us on this skirmish to an Ordallian supply camp; are you ready for what lays ahead in wait for us there?" Damen spoke to her; he didn't have to say much, for he knew that Ruby was trained to become a mage. She may not be the most courageous, that much was obvious, but her talents as a mage made up for that lack of courage, for magic wasn't based on courage in the slightest.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">Don't worry. As long as the physical fighters remain in the front lines, I will lend my aid alongside those in the back with my spells, which should fry those Ordallians to a crisp, either by fire or lightning! If that isn't good enough, could always encase them in ice! I'll also keep Armos safe as well, so long as he helps me get from place to place as needed.</span>" Ruby sounded as if she was looking forward to actually putting her magic to use instead of just practice; with the numbers jumping to eight in a reliable sense, that would be sufficient to keep them on the track to victory and success for this outing.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffd700">Yet... it does no good if the front lines should lose their means of fighting along the way.</span>" Wiegraf's voice came up, as he approached the siblings; naturally, Ruby slipped behind Damen partially out of shyness, which the white knight overlooked. In his right hand was a sheathed sword, appearing rather recently forged by how clean the hilt itself appeared. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffd700">Your father would be quite proud that you've made it this far with that sword he gave you, but you know as well as I do it only has a small handful of fights left before it will shatter on the battlefield. This will render you without a weapon... would that really bring honor to the Cortrova name to die without a proper, fully formed sword in hand?</span>" Wiegraf's words were harsh, yes, but Damen knew them all too well; yes, Wiegraf's family was close to the serf rank than where Damen's family was in the middle class, but it was from the slums he grew up in that he learned to fight efficiently and brutally to those deemed his enemy. Wiegraf would then toss the sword Damen's way, which he caught with both of his hands; the sword was composed of iron as well as steel, making for a slightly heavier weapon, but still light enough to be carried in a single hand.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffd700">See the fitter for a replacement shield before heading out; tell them I sent you, they should give you a lowered rate at least.</span>" Wiegraf would give a wave of his hand, before he would climb on Boco, his Chocobo companion. Alongside two of his Dead Men warriors, a monk and a white mage, with his sister, Milleuda, among them, they would leave the fortress; it was obvious at this point that Wiegraf was given an assignment of some kind, something only his small group could accomplish.<br/><br/>Damen would do just that, while Ruby would just remain back, trying to get herself to know more about the others that were taking the journey. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">So, if I make any mistakes, let me know, okay? First, you... you must be Lady Lydalia Riovannes, of the same kingdom our lord father, Alexander Cortrova, was tasked to patrol your boarders, apprentice to the well-taught and trained Templar Knight, Folmalv Tengille...?</span>" She first spoke to Lydalia; she had a knightly look to her, so Ruby was certain to trust her in the front lines. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">And you're... Piero, a noble from Sal Ghidos of Zeltennia, trained under the Calculus Magi, Mistress Avelia, who has trained you to keep track of all kinds of numbers in your training to become one yourself...?</span>" This time, Ruby was addressing Piero; all of this information, of course, came from her own mentor, who requested information on Damen's group specifically. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">And lastly... Imos of Dortor with Chocobo friend, Taka? I can't say there was much about you they wanted to share, but... I can only guess that things were rather tough. At least... going by the words of St. Ajora.</span>" She spoke to Imos finally, to which she spoke her words with mild uncertainty, but nonetheless; she knew all of them, yet they knew not of her.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">I'm Ruby Cortrova, second-born of a total of three of the Cortrova home of the Magick City of Gariland in Gallione. On birth, my wrists endured complications, and... though they seem fine, they are incredibly weak, and with that, cannot carry and use a sword effectively, making my becoming of a knight incredibly difficult... But, I choose instead to bring out the Cortrova's magic lineage to the fullest potential instead of combining it with physical attributes, like my father before he met Ordallion noose, and my brother as of current events.</span>" Ruby gave her introduction, providing a small curtsy as a result; she would surely come to know of Serafina and Alex as their travels progressed together as a group.