Editing Midnight RPG - Chapter 42.453 (section)

=== Lady Ahemia ===
...she has always been as stone and steel.  She is hard as rock.  She is strong as ox.  She is everything her father's father would have wanted her to be.  She worshiped as a result of he heritage.  She followed the Legate traditions to make her da' proud.  She prayed to find light, because as all priests of Shadow have been told - where there is the Shadow, light flows behind.  <br>  But now... here... in this place... in this time.  Ahemia Gaskindin faulters.  Her head doesn't turn quickly at the Fell Warden's last words.  Her neck doesn't rip around to confront him.  The girl with the raven hair knew something wasn't true in this path.  <br> The Harrower swordsmistress' hands have found their way to the leather bindings for which she spins around her blade's pommel - the onyx shard blade of a Bearer of the Black Shield.  The sword lies with her pack below almost aching to find the victim.  <br> The only sound coming on the cool breeze of the night overlooking the crash waves of the coast is the crisp rending of leather in her nervous hateful hand... Her voice quivering as if she fears the answers to come, but knows they must... She speaks.


'''''"...then be at it Middleman. Prove it..."'''''