[color=ed1c24][center][h1]Aimée Bellerose[/h1][/center][/color]

The rest of the days passed by pretty quickly for Aimée. Eating, dancing, telling and listening tales and stories... But things wouldn't be easy as that. After all, she was amongst mercenaries. War, battles & etc. would be unavoidable.

"[color=00a651]With that said I trust you all to be able to pull this off. Once we take this gate I'll be buying you all drinks alright, so lets get started.[/color]" Silas said, as they approached the cave.

The plan was simple, at least in theory. They would use the passage to make a sneak attack and take the gate. It sounded way easier than it really was. The gate was full of orcs, and stealth would be their only option. 
The biggest problem for Aimée was that her unique weapon and fighting style made it impossible for her to be sneaky. She was a dancer, her graceful movements were made to be seen, and not the contrary. 

[color=ed1c24]"Are you sure this will work?"[/color] She asked them. A little unsure.
[color=ed1c24]"I don't know if you guys noticed... but I'm a [I]dancer[/I]... My movements were made to be seen."[/color] she said, sticking her tongue out of her mouth in a playful grimace.
[color=ed1c24]"Also... A war-hammer and a shield, Silas? They look as improper for a stealth mission as my ring blade!"[/color] she said, laughing to him.

To make things worse, for what she understood, that victory was absolutely necessary for them. That attack alone would decide if they would be able to push back the orcs or if the orcs would be able to repel them.