There wasn't much of anyone whose job it was to help; there were only the three dozen soldiers, and their commander standing at the head and occasionally barking orders. Oddly, though, he didn't have much to bark... And if she didn't mind approaching someone technically her senior as evidenced by his gleaming, polished armor and the way his long blonde hair was so neatly cared for - not very militaristic, though a few scars suggested he had dealt with battle plenty - then he might be willing to assist her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>