Your Equal: Lady Elaine Of Traz, Better Known as the Red Vixen

The room is nicely lit up and very friendly to any newcomers as as you enter it. However, you notice that unlike other houses or rooms, it has been decorated with a very practical and functional: with maps and troop deployments neatly and efficiently organized. On it's far left side, a suit of armor is built on it's background and looks marvelous.

"Why are you staring at my suit?" a voice as rich as chocolate and erotic sounded as you heard the clacking of boots.

You see her: The Red Vixen. The first thing you notice is that her red hair, which is unlike anything you've ever seen with it look like a Rose's petals or The wax on a letter. she stands equal to you in height and weight, suggesting that is is wearing a tight corset, which shows off her bust and her beauty mark located on her right breast. her face is calm, yet shows an incredible capacity for **** and warfare.She has Green eyes and another beauty mark on her left cheek. Her skin is of a milky white, though scars are visible She is about your age.

"I am no fool as to what is going on. Are you the one I'm **** to serve? Mr.-" the woman asked, pausing only to get your name.

"John, Commander Of The 7th and 12th Legions." You reply to her, grabbing her hand gently to kiss her hand. "

"It's an honor to meet you, Lady Elaine Of Traz.' you say, earning a blush from the lady.

She removes her hand from you, with surprise and a bit of embarrassment. Her eyes narrow, as she scans you and walks around you, getting a readout on you as a person and what you are capable of. Once she circles you, she looks up at you.

"Your not what I was expecting at all of the man who bested me." She said bluntly.

"Oh? What did you expect?" you reply back to her.

"A taller, uglier man who smelled like war and ****. I'm glad I was wrong." she replied.