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She was going to puke. everywhere. The smell of blood and the ring of steel and iron and the screaming, puke puke puke, that was what her brain was telling her to do, that was what her burning lungs and aching throat were telling her to do. It wasn't the smell of blood that was getting to her or the noise or the smell of s**t, she had gotten use to that the second day she had been fighting in her first actual battle. It had been nothing like training, or at least not as fierce, the people she had trained with hadn't been fighting for dear life with wide doe like eyes and bloodied faces that could have been an enemies or their own. No, she had never known such fear until the first battle they now referred to as Starfall. She hadn't been able to sleep on her own for weeks after that, she had had to have sleep aids several times to block out a screaming she could have sworn she still heard at times.

The desire to puke came back as her sword easily went though the eye slits of a man just a few inches taller then she. She herself had to close her own eyes as she pulled the sword out of his face and continued on, ducking down and tripping another that had come toward her as she raised her right hand sword only to feel her wrist twist in pain and force her hand open in order to compensate, she improvised and used her left handed sword for a quick stab to the throat as she looked over to see what had hit her right sword. It was a particularly large man well over a foot taller that was fighting with a great sword, friendly, by the look of his armor, but far to close for comfort. Not everyone was able to be completely aware of their surroundings, even she wasn't able to all the time and so she picked her sword back up and continued fighting, ignoring the pain that blossomed though out her body.

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Evelyn was dressed in black as she normally was, not a skirt this time but still rather revealing as the black leather seemed to cling to her body, it had to so she could put her armor on at a moments notice. The sound of the battle could still be heard ranging around them and she heaved a sigh as she hefted a jug of water and brought it into her tent, she was lucky to have her soldiers free of the typhoid she had heard was ravaging the Solidon troops. Evelyn walked into the tent and looked over to a guard "If I have any visitors today just send them in" she whispered "what would they look like ma'am?" the guard asked and Evelyn shrugged "White hair, pasty, lordly, maybe a little 'I'm better then you' air around them." she grinned, the last part was a joke but still. When the guard nodded Evelyn walked into her tent and pulled a strap holding back the flaps, letting them close as she put the jug of water down and went over to her bed, a simple wooden cot with several blankets piled upon it. She pulled the blankets off and put a rag into the jug of water before shoving the blankets out of the tent an piling up some new ones next to the bed. She then took the rage from the jug and rung out the water before she started washing the fear from the wood, she didn't want to go back to sleep knowing that she had had such nightmares last night, she worried that if she didn't was the bed they might taint her next sleep.

OOC: sorry for the double quote, I accidently posted in the solidon encampment and not here.

Evelyn was scrubbing as hard as she could, causing dark fiber roles to come off of the wooden cot when she heard an announcement, oh. oh! Evelyn's face turned beat red when she heard that she had a visitor, she hadn't expected that he would come so soon. "one moment!" she yelled out as she stood up, dusting her pants of invisible dust and putting the rag back into the jug of water.

Rustling would be heard as she threw the new blankets on the bed in order to cover the unsightliness of the ugly cot and she straightened them as best she could. She went over to a small copper circle that doubled as a mirror and ran her wet fingers though her hair in order to pull down any stragglers before she ran to the front of her tent, stopping just before she left to take a deep breath and slowly let it out. Evelyn pulled back a tent flap and smiled a little cattishly at the count "Sir Lord" Evelyn bowed her head and bent her knees slightly in a small mock curtsy "would you like to come in?" she asked, holding the tent flap open for him.

"Well, I'm glad you accepted my invitation. I've been in no short of visitors lately but so few when it comes to people I actually desire to hold a conversation with let alone those that can actually offer sound words instead of the burbling rash of smothering coos or sword drawing insults that normally comes out of peoples mouths" Evelyn said while she turned around and let the tent flap close behind her for some privacy, as the flap closed the smell of garlic instantly assaulted her nose- not that that was a bad thing as it was a rather refreshing smell compared to the stench of blood and sweat.

The tent was rather large and not normally something you would see a low born tavern wench in unless they were in some way affiliated with the occupant but the way Evelyn moved it was almost like she owned the place (Which well, she did) she moved the jar off the dark wooden table in the center of the tent and put it on the floor off to the side and picked up two wooden mugs and set them down with a dull thud "I have much to thank you for after all, your words spurred me to move much faster and made me realize a few things that I hadn't exactly been wanting to think about" she said as she went to a very small thin table and took up a pitcher and poured some red wine that smelt almost sickeningly like honey and cinnamon into both wooden mugs "drink" she said in a offhandedly and clearly unconsciously bossy tone almost like a over worked baker, pushing the second mug over to the edge of the table before nodding to a seat that he could take if he so desired before she sat down upon her bed, her weight causing it to creek slightly.

Evelyn took a long drink of her honey spiced wine and looked up at the ceiling of her tent as she brought the mug away from her lips with a sigh, the red of the wine making the red of her lips stand out more as if the skin had soaked up the color. She licked her lips and thus removed most of the color but left some of the stain "you once said that if you were the Emperor you would find a way to keep in contact with each of the nobles in order to learn the mind of the people." she said, not quoting him exactly "how would you, a man of noble birth, want to be contacted? How would you like that contact to be kept? Whom would you trust to be a...ah, as a go between? How would you stop people from acting independently and how would you punish them if they did?" Evelyn asked as she took another drink of her wine, eyeing him from around the rim.

Evelyn had long taken the mug away from her lips again as she listened to the Count speak, she didn't like to drink as she had to bring words into her mind it made things muddled and she wasn't a fan of having to sift though the sound of the water in her ears and the actual words that had been spoken "But that is you when you are in correspondence. Letters and Knights. Going yourself or say the Emperor showing up at your door would be a bit to personal or intimidating wouldn't it" she said, blowing some air between her lips as she let out a long deep sigh "I do not think an Emperor should be constantly glued to a chair. I think the Emperor should be in direct contact with each leader directly in order to get first hand information" she shrugged as she brought the mug back up "or second hand if you consider an ambassador to be as such" she said as she drained her mug. Three heavy drinks, that all it took it seemed.

Putting her empty mug on the ground and scooting it just a few inches under the edge of her bed she leaned back onto the palms of her hands "I can see protection for peoples families but that should be a given, not something that you say that you are going to do, plus on top of that if you have the power should you not be able to protect them on your own?" she asked, a black eyebrow quirking up as she raised it "And clipped wings sounds a bit harsh...but who am I to judge" Evelyn scoffed slightly "Bellris has a banishment policy for those that commit treason that goes along the lines of killing them, stripping them of all belongings, and essentially black listing their name for all time"

She then lowered her eyelids once more, the catty look once again returning "So lord dragon. I believe last time we spoke I asked hypothetically what you would do as Emperor." she smiled, her fingers tapping on the blankets she had put down on her bed "If you where the one sitting on that throne right now, watching as one Republic, one Kingdom, and a Princess where bearing down upon you... what would you do to win?" she asked him.

"correct, you're not the Emperor but you are also not dumb" she said with a large grinning smile, her eyes caught on his "I can not take on others mindsets I only have my own and I tend to keep it that way" she said as she slowly leaned forward "but you." her eyes seemed to sparkle as she brought her hands forward and leaned her chin into the palm of her hand "I feel like you can take on whatever mind you want and then some." she said "because I have not a single doubt in mind that what you said is what he would do exactly" her tongue darted out of her mouth as she licked up some of the wine that had been upon her bottom lip "If I was emperor I wouldn't have just married one daughter off. I would have married them all off. The most prone to war I would have given to the King of Phobos, the shiniest to Zalto, the prettiest to Bellris, and whomever was left in an attempt to gather support in Ethe. By doing so he would gain allegiance but also keep all the power of the Empire to himself since it would have passed to one of his sons, but because he's only managed to marry off one daughter he has only one possible way to run"

Evelyn's eyes flashed slightly Zaaaah-hal-to" she over emphasized the name. She seemed to forget about her guest for the briefest of moments as she whistled loudly between her teeth and the tent flap opened and the guard outside bowed his head "Go tell Osta to lead a small amount of soldiers toward the Zalto-Lionis border, have them looking at the skies and for any horses fleeing west with a man in his late forties. Tell him to do so immediately" she said and then her eyes snapped back to the white haired male in front of her as she stood

"The Emperor is quite possibly anxious right now, I can see him fleeing to his daughter in the west since the one he had in the south is dead" she bent over and grabbed the mug under her bed and brought it to the table where she refilled it "If he can rally forces from the golden city he could prove to be quite the pain in the a**" Evelyn pulled the chair across from him out and sat down once more "now, i've been taking about war for almost a year. A change of pace for the time being would be lovely" she said "do you remember what my letter said about cookies?" she asked as she raised the mug to her lips once more.

Evelyn let out a hissing chuckle that came from a pulled back tongue and clenched teeth, her hand came to her lips in order to hide the teeth that she would have shown otherwise "what, you don't trust my cookies?" she asked him with no short of amusement in her voice "but if you insist I would have to decline, battlefields and taverns are normally rather short on cookies I'm afraid." she said as she let the wine in her mug slosh around as she placed it back on the table "I'd have to go a few towns over or perhaps even into Phobos to find a cookie...I'm not even sure that Phobos has cookies to be honest" she would shrug "Tell you what instead, if you can remember then maybe MAYBE i'll be inclined to be your lover" she said jokingly.