Daria’s  (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v714/melvinch/female-warrior-two-swords.jpg) eyes were a dark brown, almost burning with a furry at the time it took the Guards to do their duty, she just wanted to leave, the day was beginning and she didn’t want to spend her first day outside of the Fort waiting to leave. Trying to relive her irritation she decided to check her gear as she ran her hand through her dark brown hair, she continued her stroked down to her neck checking her necklace was in place. It was an amulet her Grandmother had left her and Daria wore it always. It seemed to make her more hearty and robust and gave her an edge when she was young learning how to handle a Blade.<br/><br/>Checking her necklace was in place she adjusted her Gloves it fit her hands more comfortably before adjusting her belt. Both her weapons rested at her waist, the handle of the Rapier to her left side showed more signs of wear than that of her Short sword to her right. The Short sword no doubt her offhand and lesser used weapon.<br/><br/>A Mithril Chain Shirt covered her body, it covered her breasts and help keep them in place through she was never one for armour, agreeing with herself it would be a waste to cover up her good figure. It was a gift she had received from one of the young aspiring blacksmiths, a gesture to woo her perhaps but to Daria it was a free outfit that supplied a function.<br/><br/>Finishing her inspection she was engaged by a young man. Daria pushed out a low growl from her throat in reply to his pleasantry. “Be a better morning when they get  this gate open, if they don’t hurry it up i’ll get in with them and pull the thing open, we’d be screwed if anyone was in a hurry around here.”<br/><br/>Noticing he was carrying an attire more suited to adventuring than that of a pleasant morning stole Daria probed as to his movements for the morning.<br/><br/>“Waiting to leave as well?” She intrusively queried. "You don’t look like you will be joining the patrol, you look more like a travelling merchant with that knapsack so that means you’re waiting for an escort?” She continued to probe hoping she could offer as an aid to his journey.<br/><br/>