Sra Assk

A Korl war-drummer whose company dissolved around her, now keeping travellers moving between safer fires.

Sra held cadence for a hired company through two retreats and one unpaid winter. When the officers sold the last wagons and scattered, she kept the drum and took to the road. Her Quickstep Beat came out of a retreat across knee-deep mire: no flourish, just a pace tired feet could still obey. She teaches it as survival rather than performance.