<div class="floatright">(http://img08.deviantart.net/b1dd/i/2013/061/8/f/jordan_by_eudetenis-d5wsesx.jpg)</div><strong>Jordan Fenix (http://www.orcpub.com/dungeons-and-dragons/5th-edition/character/list/94923)</strong><br/><br/>Jordan blushes fiercely at the negative, both in anger and out of shame,  but after her ill fated oath she doesn't dares disobey. When he orders her to follow she does.<br/><br/>"Well, since we are going to be working toguether, sire, may I have your name." She tries to sound casual, but the nameless interaction with the man as a superior begins to irritate her.<br/><br/>Once inside, she takes a look to the workshop, distractelly noticing how it doubles as room , but has little in the way of furniture, when her new patron tell her to sit, she doubts it as she sees the bed.  While she is exhausted after the long voyage and the hard fighting, and would usually welcome a respite she fears two things: that after the long day she would relax and drift asleep, becoming even more vulnerable, and the implications of sitting in a man's bed.<br/><br/>Blushing she walks toward the bed, but decides for a diferent approach. An approach that as a knight she considers relatively safe if a bit of humiliating, but under her current oath might imply a lot different things.<br/><br/>"Thanks, sire," she says as she kneels besides the bed, her back against it, trying to stay in a discipliined position, but only looking humbled with her arm  covering her breasts.