<div class="floatleft">(https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/010/127/279/large/sangheon-nam-1-c.jpg?1522724783)</div><br/><em>Jacqueline was having a difficult time getting used to the elements. not at all used to sleeping on the dirt and rock underneath the trees. She had been taught how to set up camp in a relatively safe location.. and had plenty of food. Despite knowing things would be very different than the manor, she still found herself irritated by the lack of leisure and decor she was used to. It was all worth it of course, the chance to prove her worth as a knight and hero of Edenia. The hard part was going to be the travel in drab and wet territories. Her skill with a blade would make short work of any opposition she was bound to encounter.<br/> <br/> Master Reharl had trained her to be an expert with rapier and shield, and there was a deep seeded need to finally use the skills she had cultivated.. finding some sort of hireling to take care of the frivolous tasks might be needed the next chance she had. She didn't pay the common folk much mind as she rode by, small nods as she passed them... maybe a wave to the children that saw her sword and shield but nothing more. For the most part her journey so far was disappointingly uneventful. Nothing more than being concerned with where to camp and bath. While she wasn't the prim lady, she did miss her silken sheets and pillows, wearing the the latest Edenian fashion at a local ball was something that she always enjoyed. </em><br/><br/><em> As she approached the small village, she couldn't help but notice the dark and forlorn appearance on the faces of the commoners she passed by. Fear and pain laid over their shallow stares ripe with the expectation of trouble. She grew slightly more rigid at feeling the unnerving presence of something wrong, but couldn't hep but grin slightly. This might well be the perfect town to make a name for herself in, whatever made the small folk on edge was her chance to do something big for a change. She shifted her hand reflexively to rest on the hilt of her silver laced rapier, already anticipating the possibility of a danger or threat. <br/> <br/> <em>She slipped off of the saddle gently onto the ground with a brief shirk of her armor. Her ashy blonde hair was a tightly wound in a ponytail hanging off of her bare shoulder. She wore a silver circlet with a sapphire centered on the front. She stretched her arms up into the before straightening out each leg one, her long legs were exposed and naked up to blue lion cloth connected to her breastplate just above her waist. She had milky white rounded breasts held up voluptuously by the toned sheath of muscle on her chest and abs, molded by years of daily workout routines from Master Reharl. Her body was naturally earthy and sensuous, developing rather early and learning to enjoy the demanding allure and attention she seemed to command in those around her. Her waist narrowed slenderly around her steely toned stomach, curving out into wide hips playfully accentuating her substantial plump ass, a slight bounce at her every movement.<br/> <br/> She bent down grabbing tightening the leather straps on her boots, gripping the top of them and dragging them up more snugly over her toned calves. Her posture made her armor contort some so her substantial leather clad breasts squeezed upwards, furrowing her gaping cleavage. Her blue silk loincloth laid neatly over her ass, revealing her ample cheeks behind the thin material. Her gaze scanned over the the small town before walking and opening the door to the Chipped Goblet walking inside, ignoring the men wearing patch worked armor.</em> </em>