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for that was experience, which was why she'd applied to become a Ranger.

It was one of the quickest ways to graduate from witch to sorceress. If

you survived.



She heard a noise behind her, and looked back sharply into the Forest as

the rest of the party appeared out of the shadows. Flint and the Dancer

guided their horses along the difficult trail with casual ease. They

both looked extremely competent and completely relaxed.



Jessica Flint was a good-looking brunette in her late twenties. She was

a little over average height, wore her hair cropped like a man, and had

a figure that would have been voluptuous if she hadn't been so muscular.

Flint was a trained swordswoman, and looked it. She wore a long chain

mail vest that had seen better days, but left her sinewy arms bare. Her

cotton blouse and leggings were old, but wellmaintained Her face was

open and cheerful, even in the heat of battle, of which she'd seen more

than her fair share.



She was one of the very few survivors of those who'd fought in the last

great battle of the Demon War, outside the Forest Castle itself. She

still bore some of the scars, and there were only three fingers on her

left hand. She carried her sword in a long, curved scabbard covered with
delicate silver scrollwork. The scabbard was worth more than her sword

and her horse put together, and Flint was very proud of it.