"Ms.Cheng we've arrived Madame."
A French voice spoke to her from the exterior of the horse drawn carriage, in which she resided inside of. Xia smiled a bit and opened her eyes, which had been shut for the last hour not asleep but meditating. She opened the carriage door and stepped from the cushioned inside, her booted foot hitting the cobble stone of the fort ground. Before heading off to the meeting in which she had been called to attend, she looked at the driver and smiled to the Frenchman speaking.
"Thank you sir, your services were exemplary I'll give my highest recommendation to others in my line of work."
With that said she gave the man a stunning sapphire ring ,worth much more then the actual cost of the trip. Then proceeded to walk off, headed for the forts main command and war room. She was dressed in light weight templar armor, the tell tale cross affixed to the collar of her outer cloak. Which was a soft Emerald color, her two exotic hook swords forming an X on her back the hooks facing opposite directions. She was a stunning woman to say the least, not so much spry and cute anymore but aged like fine wine. That is to say, with a bit of exoticness and mystery about her she was known in the order and amongst the assassins as The Tiger Of the West. A name earned by her favored combat style, which she had fell many a foe to.
As she walked, she had reached the large doors of the main hall, two men pushed them open for her as she entered. To which she only nodded her thanks, walking down the fire lit hall her approach could be heard a soft clicking of her boots. Upon reaching the war rooms doors she looked at the guards, whom inquired as to her reason being there.
"Ecuse' me miss but ya can't be wanderin in this part of the fort. Not with out proper permissions ya see."
Xia had little tolerance for many of the men in the southern army, at least for their usual attitude towards her. But she supported the Templars and order, and the Templars supported the confederacy so she tolerated it.
"I am Xia Cheng Assassin hunter and in a higher position then the two of you can comprehend."
The two guards looked at her still unbelievingly, when she pulled a needle from her pinned up hair holding it between her index and middle finger. She threw it at one of the men, not aiming to harm him it hit the collar of his uniform starling him. His fellow solider reacted, attempting to grab a hold of Xia. She gripped his wrist and twisted it around kicking out his leg, tripping him onto his chest. A loud grunt could be heard inside the war room as she let out a small laugh of amusement.