Aimee remained stoic as the orc wisely fled for his life. She wouldn't have killed him or anything, but she would have given him a beating if he persisted. [color=crimson]"Filthy barbarian."[/color] After that incident was dealt with the girl that Aimee had protected spoke up. She seemed meek, which rubbed Aimee the wrong way. Though perhaps she was being a bit too harsh, Aimee did step in before the girl had gotten a chance to stand up for herself. [color=crimson]"Don't pity fools like him. They need a harsh lesson about etiquette and respect. At least he knows fear."[/color] Aimee reached into one of her pouches and spread some salt in the last area that orc was at. It was a purifying salt used to ward demons, as well as to cover up strong scents. Aimee would sometimes cover a cloth with it if she goes to a particularly rancid or toxic place.

Looking over the girl carefully, Aimee gave her a slight smile and bowed her head. [color=crimson]"I am Aimee the Inquisitor, of House Reiterpallasch. Adventurer and devout member of [i]Her Holy[/i] order. Your armor looks quite impressive, certainly not the cheap iron and leather that most adventurers afford. But I've never seen you around the city before... May I have your name, m'lady?"[/color] Aimee then extended her hand out to the girl. She would give the stranger a chance to prove herself.