A female figure quickly stepped up. Her face was covered with a thick veil and hood so as to cover her identity, but her raven-hair still poked out a bit from beneath it. She wore a light blue silk blouse with matching silk baggy pants. A leather belt was tied around her waist and a scimitar was fastened to it. "I will."<br/><br/>The volunteer surprised the group. This woman in particular was an oddity. She had showed up in the last town they had been in seeking work as a bodyguard. When they rejected her, she pleaded with the Caravan Master had given in, but only after she agreed to work for 1/3 the price. Nobody had even seen what she looked like beneath her veil.<br/><br/>It would, therefore, surprise them if they knew her identify: Princess Faridah, the only daughter of the King of this land who had mysteriously disappeared only a week ago. Faridah was always a bit of a tomboy and an adventurous girl, more interested in swordplay and archery than diplomacy and homemaking. She had actually become a fairly accomplished swordswoman, much to her father's dismay, and had always wanted to test her skills in the outside world. Lately, she had grown unsettled with the growing number of suitors visiting the palace in search of her hand in marriage, and she had finally decided it was time to partake on an adventure of her own. She simply had to discover the outside world for herself before she was forever bound to palace life for the rest of her mortal days.<br/><br/>The Caravan Master gave her a puzzled look. "But dear, I do not know if that is the best idea. After all, the one who did this was in search of brides. Are you not concerned that you too would be a..." He paused mid-thought when the icy glare of the woman caught hold of him. He had seen those eyes earlier. They betrayed the rest of the woman's figure, and had been part of what eventually convinced him that she would make a passable bodyguard. The look alone told him that she was as deadly as a viper, and that he didn't want to earn her wrath.<br/><br/>"I am not concerned about that, for I shall either return victorious or find my death on the end of a sword in battle. And if anything, the fact that I am a woman should offend me even more so than you.. Fear not, for I shall return within the week with the captured women and news of this tyrant's demise."