Walking in, Lydia looked around the bar. Smiling she waved to all her comrades. Sitting down at a table by herself she threw her feet on the table, her boots made a light thud sound. The bar its self was a little run down. Its smelled slightly like a males bathroom, and the windows had boards on them, but it just reminder her of home. Ordering a large glass of beer she took in a deep breath and a large swallow.
Early that day
Muddy and exhusted, Lydia ran the ditch. Getting a count of wounded, people suffering from exhustions, and out of supplies. Gathering the men, which hopes were already down.
"Look at you guys, Tisk tisk. Now we've been through plunty of battles with the Dark Alliance, and now your going to wimp out. I guess I going to have to do this by my self." With a slight smile and wink, she jumped over the ditch wall. The small army was coming for a second attack. Pulling out her keyblade she burned the first line of people. Suddenly many footsteps were heard behind her, and her Platoon with screams of battle came rushing over the wall. The Dark Alliance was slighty intimadated, and gave the men just the urdge they needed to win the battle. Lydia's scream of victory was heard across the whole valley.
Collecting her money from the town leader she smiled. Giving him a poster saying: ' Graurded by Bond of Flame Platoon'. " Now just put this out front, most of the Dark Alliance will refuse to come, but thats not a guarantee." Bowing slightly she turned walked into the bar.
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