The rain stung the battle harden faces of King Atrice's army. The elite knights of the relm were engaged in fierce combat for half a day before the menions, trolls, and orcs retreated back to their barron waste lands. The two year battle was over. Lord Lyons knight were encamped on the eastern boarder, they were the last line of defence that sucweded in the days battle.<br/><br/>Lord Jonathan Lyons led a mop up bans of weary soldiers to investigate a camp that housed the cave orcs the night befores. A lone boy was found wandering and dazzed among the smoldering wreckage.<br/><br/>He was brought to a infirmary tent to be exzamined by healer mages. The young lad of 16 was lead before a young maiden wirh a white scarf over her red - brown head. Her hair was a single braid to her waist. She was covered in a blue mage robe with a full apron covered in blood.<br/><br/>The maiden spoke in a soft calm voice, "Please have a seat on the cot. My name is Kate.  I am a healer mage. Are you  hurt?<br/><br/>Kate asked at she led him and noticed he wore tribal leathers, feathers and beads in his dishoveled hair. He looked brave but Kate could tell he was slow to respond and terrified.