[center][color=crimson]"We may accomplish anything. It is because of our ability, even in the face of failure, we are not defeated."[/color][/center]

It was barely sunrise when a lone figure rose from her bed. With quick precision and efficiency she left her bed and laid her sleeping garments into a hamper. Into her personal washroom, it only took her ten minutes to wash up and relieve herself. Steam escaping the bath chambers, the womanly figure went to her closet to don her holy raiments; cloth blessed by the church to battle the forces of evil.

[center][color=crimson]"Even the very world strives against us."[/color][/center]

Solemnly the woman donned her garbs, the scent of blood and death still lingering despite being clean. No... The scent isn't on the clothes. It was on the woman's own hands. How long as she been fighting last night? How many has she'd destroyed, that even now she could still smell the vile stench of those heretical monsters? But she could not surrender now. She cannot give up, even if this fight seems endless and victory unattainable. That is now her way.

[center][color=crimson]"There is no shame in fear. There is no cowardice in retreat. To live to claim victory tomorrow."[/color][/center]

Placing her hat on her head the warrior woman then turned to her armory. Opening the door inside revealed rows upon rows of weapons, from swords, axes, maces, spears, to bows, knives, and firearms. She walked towards one box sealed with a lock. Taking a key off around her neck, the woman opened the box to reveal an exquisite [url=http://bloodborne.wiki.fextralife.com/file/Bloodborne/evelyn_gun.jpg]pistol[/url]. It was twelve inches in length, with an ornate barrel inscribed with holy scripts. Underneath the gun was twenty silver bullets; the perfect tool to slay demons and undead.

[center][color=crimson]"Truth from doubt will create sorrow from your choices. When you face sadness, seek simplicity."[/color][/center]

Holstering her pistol and putting the bullets into a pouch on her hip, the holy warrior continued to walk down her armory until she reached her final destination: A [url=http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/mgefanon/images/a/a3/Reiterpallasch.png/revision/latest?cb=20150509192429]sword[/url] resting on a mantle, basking in the sun's light. Grasping the handle of this sword she raised it to her eyes, looking at her reflection in the blade. Next to her reflection was the complicated mechanism that also acted as a gun: a new addition added by her wise father. With this blade of mythic steel and her father's craft, the woman sheathed the blade into it's sheath and attached it to her belt. It was time to go.

[center][color=crimson]"Do not fear death. God cannot find your happiness, so seek be happiness!"[/color][/center]

Tossing her cape over her shoulders the holy warrior, Aimee the Inquisitor, left her family's manor and went to the city. Today she would try and take on the Trial of the Hero. Normally she wouldn't bother herself with such pointless competitions, and she'd rather focus her efforts on slaying evil, however this would be a good way to test her skills. Not to mention possibly making new allies, which Aimee was slowly starting to learn to accept. But it hasn't been easy: everyone she's met so far has been a fool, incompetent, and arrogant. These adventurers were better off being thugs and robbing storefronts then calling themselves adventurers and playing hero. The only thing they're a danger to is herself. But hopefully, Aimee might be wrong.

As she approached the sign up board for the Trial of the Heroes, she was immediately disappointed. She saw an impressively armored woman, a meek looking half-dragon, and a green skinned drunkard. Of the three, only one seemed like someone who could hold their own, and Aimee has never seen the armored woman before. But not wanting a potential ally to be soiled by some drunk, Aimee walked up to the two and stood between the orc and the stranger. [color=crimson]"You reek and look filthy. What sort of a hero carries himself like this? Go wash up before you spread a disease here."[/color]