<div class="floatright">(http://img36.imageshack.us/img36/6351/kyuv.jpg)</div>Aria Steel (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=703374)<br/><br/>Aria had just started to pass by the garrison when the rider found her, informing her that a message was coming for her.  She waited and listened to Aren, nodded and replied, "I'm on my way."<br/><br/>Curious.  So far as she knew, nothing was scheduled for today, yet it seemed important enough to gather up a group of people.  Aria always felt a little guilty when something happened, as if her desires for an ease from the boredom and the urge for usefulness might have somehow caused a disruption in the status quo.  Silliness, of course, and you certainly couldn't fully train troops in mock battles, but every death brought its own tragedy no matter how mundane the circumstances.<br/><br/>Once she reached the meeting room, she dropped to a knee in respect to Victoriana, bowing her head before rising once again.<br/><br/>