you where always a mystery to everyone, no one knew where you came from, no one could figure out what your thoughts where, a skilled soldier, yes. Your often quiet and reserved around most, only saying a few words before leaving. You where liked by all the Captians and Commanders due to your skill in battle.

The scouts had just gotten back from a mission outside the wall, only about 20 casualties, you had lost your mount through the battle and now where riding double behind The Head Commander, Erwin, your arms wrapped around his waist as his mare, a gray with a tanish colored mane, walked steadily through the streets (I actually don't know what gender his horse is, but I'm going with mare)

"That may have been a bust with 20 deaths, but we will succeed in thr future, well stop at nothing until humanity is safe from those beasts." Erwin Commented, glancing over his shoulder at you and the rest of the scouts