<div class="floatright">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/065/7/7/Dark_Elf_by_nJoo.jpg)</div><strong>Alonia Duskryn</strong><br/><br/>"Very well... Master Sergeant," Alonia answered slowly. She was unsure precisely on whose side the male was, and it felt a little strange having someone to rely on in this place. How far would he actually go for her, what was he willing to do in order to maintain the Matron Mother's plans? In fact, what<em>were</em>the older drow's plans? Alonia hated feeling manipulated, almost as though she weren't in charge of her own direction, and in the past she had often rebelled against those who would try to place her on the "right path". That had, in fact, been how she had ended up here. Still, there was nothing for it. For now she would stay on this path, and see where it led... and get off it the moment things looked like they were headed downhill.<br/><br/>She thanked the Master Sergeant, and left him, ready to get some food into her belly and see who she needed to kick around in order to prove to any of the males that she was not one to be trifled with.