Before Djuba can respond, the door opens again, and this time you see Sasha, one of the master's daughters. She is wearing a loose tunic, snug riding breeches and boots over her slim frame. She wears her long blonde hair in a braid.
"Milos has left, then?" she asks, hands on her hips, then continues without awaiting the reply. "Well, I don't care what he says, I'm old enough and well enough trained to help defend this city from the invaders." She strides forward and begins issuing orders. "Prepare a steed; I will need you slaves to help me get to my teacher."
"I have been learning to be a drake rider," Sasha boasts unneccessarily - every member of the household knew she had been taken on as a Rider trainee, "and though I am still a novice, I'd rather fight and even die in the skies than wait here to serve some horrible foreigner." She is now standing in front of you, her grey eyes looking up at you impatiently (you are more than a foot taller than her). "Well, what are you waiting for, slave?"
Djuba looks over at you, wondering if you will obey her orders, or issue some of your own. You also consider that helping her may give you access to a coveted drake...
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