"...Octavia." [i]The Peacekeeper spoke, standing some feet away from Xanthus and cleaning off her bloodstained lips. Octavia was a younger woman, with smooth light olive skin and a sharp, angular jaw structure. Her lime green eyes flickered over to Xanthus quickly, a clever glare within them before she placed her caged helmet upon her head once more.[/i] [i]Octavia then unsheathed her two signature weapons: the first was a steel shortsword, the edge of the weapon slanted for more slashing potential, while the scabbard's hilt was intended for parrying and blocking due to its design. The second was a dagger, stained with the Warden's deep red blood and looking to be a weapon of a genuine murderer, with jagged edges and a sharpened blade.[/i]