The soldiers stared at the young girl who had just walked into the roadside outpost, the midday sun falling upon her golden hair. Their eyes lingered a moment upon her body, clad in a polished, lacquered green bodice that accentuated her figure and barely contained her ample bosom, threatening to spill its contents at the slightest motion.
The sword she carried was curious as well, its slender blade and decorated handle being of clear eastern origin, and her sapphire-blue eyes were playful, in an innocent, almost child-like fashion. But what had caused the biggest surprise had been her words.There had been laughter and doubt when she had offered her challenge, presenting herself as an undefeated duelist,looking for the man who could defeat her and win her maidenly affections. It was proof of her charms that, even after the laughter and the doubts many found themselves reaching for their arms, ready to take into the challenge for the chance to lay their hands upon that youthful body, something that appeared to please her greatly.
"So!" she said, drawing her sword and tilting her hips in a teasing pose "Who is going to be first?"