<strong>Name</strong>: Hildebrand Junker<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Outside the Knight's Shield<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Day 1, Noon<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Vera Hellatious, open<br/><br/>There was a moment of hesitation in the gaggle of squires, the cloaked figure finally approached them and spoke. The soft voice coming from the hood, was feminine to be sure, even if spoken lowly. A sudden uncertainty filled them as a collective, as they tried to reevaluate her from their supposed notions of her being some minor lord with a few guards. She soon clear up their muddled confusion, claiming to be a handmaiden of a princess. Almost as one, save for their youngest member, the squires seemed to lean forwards, trying to get a look under her hood, wondering what beauty was hidden there, away from common eyes. She, if she was a handmaiden, was the very sort of women they were all eagerly hoping ti meet here in the capital.<br/><br/>"My Lord" said Hildebrand, recovering his senses quickly enough, with a helping hand from the tones of arrogance in her last word, "Is currently at the Prove Grounds, although his name is not in the day's list. He wanted to get a feel for the other competitors. Many of his knights and men-at-arms went with him, to see the sort of men call themselves warriors, so far from the frontiers. Shall I take a message for him, Lady....?"