<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;">Lady Marie d'Astineau</span></strong>, Front Lawn of Avonleigh [Marie, Marie, and Deirdre]<br/><br/>Lady Marie seemed relieved that the woman wasn't wounded, her eyes returning to Deirdre's.<br/><br/>"Soldiers pillaging and looting... or worse." She beckoned to her. "Come with us to the Lady Lillian's estate." Her eyes steeled a little, reflecting on the fate of her most recent companion. "I'll secure your safety. What is your name, lady...?"