As the Darkspawn army crawled it's way forward, the dark cloak that covered her fluttered in the wind. She observed the coming forces. She had to admit, the Darkspawn didn't seem as stupid as lore deemed them to be. Using their fallen comrade's bodies as leverage over the spikes was smart thinking.

However, they didn't plan on a full frontal assault it seemed. Or perhaps they did? Either way, it was silly for them to attack in the day time. Night would have been better for them, but she imagined the Darkspawn didn't care about that. What did they care about? Killing? Seemed a good a thing as any, she supposed.

She noted the camp the Grey Wardens held. She had brief dealings with the Wardens. She first met them back when her family held a title in Orlais. She got to meet a few of them as they visited and stayed in their home. She didn't think of them much, other than their need to hold back the Archdemon and kill it. After she began her....journey is a good word for it....journey, she met a few more of them, even made some acquaintances with some of them after she helped them out with previous Darkspawn attacks. Even helped save a small village. She imagined those men and women would be at this very camp.

She sighed and walked forward toward the camp. The second wave was already making headway and she could see they were pulling out the heavy artillery. She began to sprint now, racing towards the middle point between the advancing Darkspawn and the camp walls. As she neared them, some of the Darkspawn saw her and began to advance towards her. If they couldn't get the camp, they could at least kill something.

She gave a light smirk and raced toward them. It was only a few Hurlocks and a Genlock, but still. She got near the Genlock and dove under it, slicing the back of it's knee and subsequently flooring it. She dove her dagger into it's throat, killing it. The Hurlocks let out a cry and charged again. She kicked one in the face and used it as a platform, jumping up and landing on another, dagger first. She swiped at two of the other ones, killing them. She raced towards the wall again.

She managed to get past the horde and got to her destination. She gave a small cursory wave to the Wardens that were looking onward. "Don't suppose I can get an invitation in? It's brutal out here," she said with an Orlesian accent. She took her hood down and let her long, blonde hair fly out, "I think I can be of some assistance, if that's the case."