(Where relevant, Arisa uses this character sheet - https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/8073552/Lady%20Lucille%20von%20Edefelt%20%28rhev%27s%20game%29.html )<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/8073552/knight%20sexy.png)</div><br/>Cowley Manor. The one dark spot in the town of Heroes' Hearth. Once the ancestral home of Lord Cowley and the others of his bloodline, the place had fallen into disrepair. The last of his family had vanished, long ago, in one night of screams...And the townsfolk had sealed the gates, muttering to themselves about witchcraft and sorcery and dark magic.<br/><br/>And for years, the manor had been quiescent. Only the most foolish would venture into the place, itself...And, the stories went, those who did never returned. But now...These nights, when the mist rose, there were reports of eerie lights. Of wails and cackling laughter. Phantoms had been spotted behind the great, barred gates.<br/><br/>For the townsfolk, of course, this had been *much* too much. All-too-aware they were out of their depth, they sent a message to the Order of the Blazing Sword, seeking a champion...<br/><br/>And, as it so happened, Lady Arisa Ortensia - Knight-Errant - had been the first to receive the message. She'd<em>insisted</em>, in fact...And she'd certainly wasted no time arriving!<br/><br/>-----------------------------------<br/><br/>"So *this* is Cowley Manor," Lady Arisa murmured - A soft, throaty chuckle purring from her full lips, the cool air caressing her creamy skin! Her lips curved in a slight smile, as she leaned forward ever-so-slightly...The seams of her low-cut bodice creaking, from the effort of holding her full curves in check.<br/><br/><em>Finally</em>a challenge. The lovely Paladiness had been far from home, these days...Just the way she liked it. But roaming the borderlands, battling the odd orc raider party...It'd lost it's appeal after the fifth one. It was almost a relief to receive something unique, something *interesting*...<br/><br/>A distant cry for help? An opulent, crumbling manor~? Pleas for aid from the townsfolk? It had the makings of a valiant story...More, it had the makings of something very, very<em>fun</em>indeed-!<br/><br/>It was probably *that* kind of thinking that had nearly got her into trouble quite a few times...After all, who could possibly imagine the fantasies - the naughty thoughts - she had? She *enjoyed* being a Knight-Errant...For the freedom it gave her, more than just the simple pleasure of doing *good* and being honored for it-!<br/><br/>She was still fighting the good fight. In her own way, of course.<br/><br/>The sun had just dipped below the horizon, shading into the velvet colors of evening...The dying rays of illumination playing across her honey-blonde hair, as she paced forward - Her slim fingers curled around the key she'd received!<em>The</em>key, the one that would open the seal the frightened townsfolk had placed on the gates-!<br/><br/>It wouldn't be long, now - Wouldn't be long at all...<br/><br/>Again that soft chuckle, a gleam to her deep blue eyes - She had to admit...She was rather looking forward to this-!