(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/134/8/f/8fa189ada7b977830d2dea48e19af27f-d4zpa5a.jpg)<br/><br/>Pamine (https://sphotos-b-lax.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/61601_557699364293789_822607342_n.jpg) leaned forward on the heavy stone rampart, watching the town in front of her. She could see the busy streets below with people going on with their daily lives, trading, working and being fairly secure. In fact the town had grown so much that the forest, beyond the outer walls, was barely visible. If she turned her head to the side, she could see the vast sea which made Freeport into such a strategic location for trading and transportation. Various ships were coming and going from the harbor, and the day was barely starting, with the sun still rising in the horizon.<br/><br/>The young Scout Captain liked to stand here. It gave her a good view of her surroundings, and what she worked to preserve. Unlike the guards and militia, many of which were also manning the ramparts and the streets below, Pamine did not involve herself into day to day security. Instead, she led a group of scouts that reported to her from all around the realm. She was, in a way, the first line of defense for any invasion or other large scale issue that the Queen would have to deal with. Fortunately, things had been calm these past few months, but Pamine knew that the kingdom was surrounded on three sides by enemies. Some were barbarians, interested in their resources, others were other kingdoms, looking at expansion. She had to remain vigilant.<br/><br/>Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when she heard a voice. A guard had approached her from the side, apparently in a hurry. "Scout Captain! We need you at the gate!" Pamine nodded at the guard and walked back to the nearest tower, then down to the ground level. She jogged over towards the castle courtyard's main gate, her cloak flying in the wind. She had her usual uniform on, a green outfit that was both practical and sensual. When she arrived at the gate, she frowned, seeing a crowd looking over as some guards were trying to treat a badly injured young man, someone no more than 20 years old and wearing a full leather outfit. Pamine recognized him right away as one of her scouts from the south.<br/><br/>As the scout saw her, he extended his hand, and Pamine grabbed it, kneeling next to him. "Virol! What happened?!" The man struggled to talk, clearly in much pain. "They... they are coming.. thousands are gathering... near the border... I.. I came as soon as I could..." Pamine couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Who? Who are coming?" The scout coughed out some blood, closing his eyes. "In...invasion..." This was his last word. After her moment of shock at seeing one of her scout die in her arms, Pamine quickly got back up and started running towards that castle. The Queen had to be warned.