[table][row][i][b][color=hotpink]Sumire[/color]
The Gate, Alymere: Daybreak[/b][/i][/row][cell]
The day of battle finally arrived. It hadn't been too long since Sumire scouted around the premises with the accompaniment of two others from the army. Due to her nature to easily doubt strangers, the dancer stuck with the less suspicious looking duo, whose names she had forgotten, a man with white strands and a youthful girl with short, pink hair. Now standing before the fort as an army with the intention to shed blood, the frail body of the maiden trembled with anxiety. Sumire agreed to assisting the army despite her pacific character only to provide support through her healing magic and performance to motivate those in battle. There was no need to sully her hands with blood, it was the job for the rest, and Rin would be there to provide her protection if the worst comes to the worst.

Calming her breathing through deep breaths, the dancer spread her floral paper fans open in a stance. Right now, she had to concentrate in a performance to encourage the soldiers. Just dance like she always had been. The rest will handle the fighting. Breathe in, breathe out. [color=hotpink]"Rin, may this enlighten you to victory!"[/color] Sumire called out before throwing the fans outward and swinging them about in a fluttering gesture likened to a butterfly. The sleeves of her peach garment waved about in the air gracefully as the wings of a butterfly would.
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Status: [color=lawngreen]Alive[/color]
[/center][u]Class[/u]: Dancer
[u]Inventory[/u]:
[list][*]Vulnerary
[*]Iron Sword[/list][u]Supporting[/u]:
Rin ([@Flood])[/cell][/table]