<div class="floatleft">(http://i57.tinypic.com/20gd0ck.jpg)</div><br/><strong>General Alicia Lockewind</strong><br/><br/>While the Fertile Valley was fairly centrally located in Ardania, it could still be quite a trek depending on where one was coming from on the continent. For Alicia, it had been a long week's ride in her heavy battle armor. Ardania was as near a utopia as it could get since the Erosian Revolution had instilled a 'free love' mindset in it's people, but man was still susceptible to greed, desperation, or necessity. So while conflict between nations was basically at an end, there were still bandits and monsters to be feared. Alicia had made the journey in her armor and with her sword at her side, just in case of attack. So it was with great relief when she finally entered the festival grounds and knew that wearing her armor had come to an end.<br/><br/>The tent they'd set up for her was quite luxurious, in her opinion. It was open, had a small stove with an ignis spell cast within it, a little magic flame flickering inside to keep the space warm. Exquisite rugs lined the ground to keep bare feet off the dirt and grass, while one corner held a table and chairs and another had a small bed. Much more than she'd been expecting. It was her first Feast of Eros in such a place and she had to admit she was a bit nervous, but the other generals at Cottswel had reassured her that she'd do just fine. She was here with their confidence. Alicia smiled to herself and set about finally ridding herself of her armor. It was about time.<br/><br/>Minutes later she stepped out of her tent, dressed in a manner much more provocative. She wore a blue sleeveless top with silver accents and a high white collar. It revealed more than it covered, dipping low to expose the majority of her overly ample bosom and open at the sides to offer flirty glimpses at her trim stomach. Behind, the shirt extended into something like a tailcoat, giving the outfit a bit of a formal flare. Below, she wore what could only be considered shorts. They were the same blue color and featured exquisite silvery designs the same as the top, the garment hugged her body like a jealous lover, revealing the sensual curve of her full hips and round posterior. In Alicia's opinion, she looked magnificent. She finished the outfit with boots, gloves, and a belt that held a small pouch at her left hip. In the pouch sat the contracts drawn up by her liege, the agreements he wanted her to try and fulfill.<br/><br/>Alicia started off, full of hope, excitement, and a smile on her face.