Vitalia positions herself next to Tasnim, ready to defend the injured.
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"I believe that finding a way to the surface is a goal of everyone here, and I want to see that everyone gets out safely. The progress may be slow. We should scout ahead and see what dangers there are and then return for the injured." Vitalia has been standing near the edge of the group, lost in thought, stunned by the day's events. Cassander's comment brings her back to reality, and she moves to speak with the winged man, retrieving her dropped shield on the way. "Your plan seems sound. I can remain here to defend these people, or even carry them if need be." Carefully adjusting the amulet around her neck, she turns to the nobleman. "It is in everyone's best interest to stay as together as possible. I can assure you, sir, that I will do everything in my power to keep you and the others safe, on my honor as a knight of Mendev."
As Tasnim and Xion take their stand, Vitalia scans the horizon for any clues as to the nature of the situation. Then, all awkwardness gone from her expression, she readies her shield, taking her place alongside her great-aunt's granddaughters. "This is no time for jokes. Keep your wits about you." She takes a moment to kiss the amulet that hangs about her neck, then draws her sword, ready for whatever comes to face her.
As her cousins take their leave, Vitalia glances from face to face in the crowd, shifting her weight awkwardly, obviously uncomfortable with the number of people. She is one of the few not dressed for the occasion--a thin, hatchet-faced woman in well-worn armor, shield on her back and a sword at her hip. If it weren't for family obligations, this wouldn't exactly be my first choice of entertainment. Still, everyone seems to be enjoying themselves, at least...
Backstory is done: Vitalia's grandfather was the brother of Xion and Tasnim's grandmother.
Game stats are done. |