<i>"to forging our own destiny, mylady... or is that commander now? i never really paid close attention when that was explained..." </i><br/><br/>“Lydalia is sufficient, Imos. No need for titles among comrades.”<br/><br/><i>"Anyone ekse want some?"<br/>
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</i>“A cup of tea? Yes please,” Lydalia insisted, indulging in a small comfort of home, “but we really ought to get moving after this. Surely our masters want to hear our report.”<br/><br/>Nearly everyone was already ready to move, so it didn’t take much for them to mount their chocobos and head back to Fort Zeakden. Immediately there was some hubbub about a behemoth that some famed summoner had brought as her mount, but Lydalia’s purpose was focused, seeking out Sir Tengille and giving her report.<br/><br/>“Sounds like you handled yourselves well out there. Adapting to the unexpected isn’t a skill that can be taught. It must be learned through experience. Each battle you survive, your expertise grows.” Folmalv praised. “Now, seeing as you have all returned relatively injury free, I have another mission for the group to undertaken. Intel has delievered the location of an Ordallian supply depot. Your mission is to infilitrate the depot, liberate everything you can carry and burn it down. Our main force will strike theirs at the same time, hopely driving them back to regroup their supplies.”<br/><br/>“Sounds like something we can handle,” Lydalia assessed, reviewing the map to the location.<br/><br/>“Not without backup, which I have arranged. Allow me to introduce Serafina Fiora and Alex Dawnshot. Serafina has some experience in liberating goods from our enemies, and Alex is apprenticed to the spy who got us this information. Both should prove invaluable in this mission.<br/><br/>The dark hair youth she took to be Alex smiled and shook Lydalia’s hand, “It is my honor to serve with you.”<br/><br/>“And I do believe there was another recruit we hoped would join your group. Your sister, Damen, if I am not mistaken.”