<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/657nuv.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="bbc_u">Deirdre Marie VaDoma</span></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Of course Dee followed them the first girl back to toward the house, she introduced herself to them with a slight curtsy like bow in which she tilted her head slightly forward. It was a performers bow, or at least the bow of someone whom had done a bit of preforming. The prospect of more soldiers worried her though and she wandered if there would be more fighting to be had, she had just escaped all of that and could still feel the soreness from it and from the long trek. She was exhausted.<br/><br/>When Miss Katrina came out Dee listened intently to what was occurring before answering herself, after a moment she asked, "Who is this Lily you're talking about and why are we telling her?" she puased, "I hope that you've got a sizable force of fighters because what's here isn't going to be worth much against those numbers otherwise."</span><br/><br/>