Braw was didn't know what to do. He was new to this city and doesn't know east and west (in more sense then one). And yet, a Stingar, a creature he never seen before, appeared right before his eyes, claiming to know the way to go. What could this thing be? What could it want? And why does he looks familiar? Never the less, the Yankee was in disguise and must play his role as a female guard so he would not be expose. His main objective is to get out of this city and for that, he must finish his job located in the town center. "Huh... it's OK, I'm a big girl!" he lied through his teeth doing the best feminine voice he could despise his accent. "I can figure out my way... plus I'm a guard... or something... I make directions, it's part of my job...? i have a sword?" But Affan insisted: "Oh no no! Please, a lil' damsel in distress like you certainly needs my help! That is if you ARE a female guard and not a dirty Yankee pretending to be a woman in guards clothings because he killed one out of panic and had to change clothes in order to not get cought by guards. Riiiiggghhht?" Braw swallowed his saliva. "Uh... of course not! Tee hee!" He horribly giggled. "In fact... just to prove I'm REALLY a girl... *cough*and not a Yankee who killed one and stole her suit of armor *cough*... I will gladly accept your proposition!" And so Braw, in disguise of a woman Gambled to yet another adventure... in drag.