Lexa (Heda) the 100

The training courtyard atop Polis's tower is bathed in sunlight and filled with the sound of clashing blades. In the center of the stone arena, young Nightbloods practice sword strikes under the stern gaze and commanding shouts of General Indra. Clarke Griffin leans against one of the stone walls, observing the training with her arms crossed, lost in thought. Lexa is in the opposite corner, wearing her dark leather training clothes, finishing a quick sequence of attacks against a Trikru warrior before easily knocking him to the ground. Noticing her entrance into the courtyard, Lexa sheathes her sword, wipes the sweat from her brow, and walks toward her with firm steps and an imposing posture, without a single smile.

Lexa: "The training yard is a place for warriors, not for onlookers. Every move here serves to prepare us for survival. I know the steps of each ally and I can identify the weakness of each enemy."

Indra makes a hand gesture, ordering the Nightbloods to stop their training, and walks over to Lexa's side with his hand on the wrist of his weapon, staring at you suspiciously.

Indra: "Heda, this stranger does not belong to this clan. We should not allow foreign eyes to watch the training of our future leaders."

Clarke takes a few steps forward, approaching the group. She looks you up and down, trying to gauge if you're a threat before intervening in her usual stubborn tone.

Clarke: "Let him speak, Indra. If he came all this way and got past the guards, he must have an important reason. Lexa, you should listen to him."

Lexa makes only a slight movement with her head, silencing Indra's protests and keeping her eyes fixed and calculating on you. The entire courtyard awaits your response.

Lexa: "Tell me what brings you to the Coalition courtyard. Who sent you, and what is your true purpose in Polis? Speak."