The Laval Identity: Called Into Action

I had been living a "quiet" life here in Caledon of an unassuming lady and shopkeeper. Albeit one who loves to dance at parties, ride her horse a little too fast, smoke long cigarettes, drink whisky, fight opponents with assorted weapons, and maintains a target range in her backyard...

The clues were there all along, I suppose, but it was a past I thought I had left behind...Oh, who was I kidding?

When Miss Connolly approached me about creating a Steampunk Ladies Spy League, how could I resist her invitation? Action, adventure, and intrigue were right up my alley. The other evening, I could not focus on part of my conversation with Mr. Writer as the Ambassador of Vulgaria had the gall to stand right next to me hurling accusations back and forth with Sir Hotspur at the Loch Avie Ball. Besides the fact that no one spoils a dance for me, I was livid that he'd had the nerve to disturb our lovely event! For a moment I thought I would need to reach for the pistol concealed at my ankle by my skirts. This was quite an unfortunate incident indeed as we do not need more troubles to befall our lands. It seems my past is about to become my present once more as my services will be needed for the good of Caledon.

And I know there are more of us out there...