((HTC Freestyle here))<br/><br/>Natalie sharpened her broad headed spear, barely visible in the inky black night. The Spear and her armor only lightly glistening in the dark, hours of Basitin military training came back to her in the dead of night as she heard the encampment in the forest below rustling about, a mix of cargo. Everything from expirable goods, to living, breathing Keidran slaves. And so came her contract to the local Keidran empires. For every Keidran slave that submitted her marker to a law enforcers, she was given two pieces of Human currency in gold. More if the returned Keidran was army. So, she packed the small, circular disks in a pack on the rectangular shield centered on the polearm between the two twistable Human steel handles. With basic enchantments. Otherwise, she wore heavy armor atop wraps and clothing. She would look like some Human rebel invading the camp, save for her helmet's eye holes, that were hard to see in the dim. Slowly, she proned to the stand up point she chose to enter the camp from. Unaware that a Keidran feline was unknowingly mirroring her actions from the other side of the circus-like tents.