[table][row][i][b][color=mediumslateblue]Belisendé[/color][/b]
[color=lightsalmon]Midday[/color] | Plaza | Garleton, Lothian Empire[/i][/row][cell]
Bel looked over at her companion as Sunbeam let out a wet, annoyed snort. Right, that flirtatious nature - it's what had her still wary of the man, even though she had traveled into town with him. She wasn't particularly bothered by it per se. In the past she had been on the receiving end of compliments from potential suitors, and had even gotten marriage offers once or twice. She was neither upset nor flattered by his sweet words, though his mention of her lack of experience brought a frown to her face.

[color=mediumslateblue]"I'm... aware of that, but I intend to be accepted by my own merit,"[/color] she told him. [color=mediumslateblue]"We've worked hard, and I think we can do it."[/color] We of course being Sunbeam and herself. The horse had been her close and only friend since leaving the capitol. Sunbeam snorted again, becoming uncomfortable as the crowd grew more dense around them. Bel noticed the shift in the crowds attention as the sound of music drifted over them, coming from the other side of the plaza. Someone trying to boost the morale of soldiers and citizens alike, or looking to make a few coins from the mass of people?

[color=mediumslateblue]"We're going to move away from the crowd,"[/color] she said, already beginning to shuffle back toward the new edge of it before the people engulfed her while trying to get a better look at the source of music. With a glance back at the man, she said, [color=mediumslateblue]"I appreciate the knowledge you've shared with me, Michael. Good luck with your contracts."[/color]

Sunbeam pushed his way out through the crowd, and Bel followed along with him. Soon enough they had made it to the edge again. She had overheard several people converse amongst themselves about a beautiful dancer. That caught her interest. She had seen several dancers perform in the past and she had thoroughly enjoyed each performance. Dancers could... inspire people. It was like they had a strange power to fill their audience with determination, spur them onward. Belisendé could use some of that right now. Curiously, she began making her way around the edge of the crowd, trying to peer through the gathered people. There were much too many to see through, of course. Though Bel was looking for the obscured performers, any people in Imperial uniform caught her eye. Once she was even sure she'd gotten a glimpse of familiar red hair, and she promptly moved on. If it was the prince, she'd greet him only [i]after[/i] she'd been accepted. She was determined to enlist, to help the Empire... and though it was unlikely, if any of the officers she knew had been stationed here in Garleton, and they refused her - [i]ah, I don't even want to think about it![/i]

She studied a nearby small group of soldiers, looking for any familiar faces. She didn't see any, and overheard one name - Thom - which wasn't familiar to her. Safe, then. Before Bel could continue on though, she heard the final swell of music before it came to an end, and soon the dancer's voice calling out her thanks. Had she missed the performance? The young woman felt her spirits fall. She really could have used that pick-me-up. Maybe... they would be up for an encore?

Bel let go of her horse's reins, fixing him with a stern look. [color=mediumslateblue]"Stay here,"[/color] she ordered, and the animal huffed but made no move to wander off. This time, Bel moved directly through the crowd, trying to catch a glimpse of the dancer, but in her haste she crashed right into a young man with dark hair. She was sent reeling, but managed to stay on her feet. [i]Ow...[/i]

[color=mediumslateblue]"Excuse me..."[/color] she mumbled out, rubbing at her face. The man appeared to be a mercenary of some kind. 
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[cell][img]https://i.imgur.com/qEWng8j.png[/img]
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Status: [color=lawngreen]Alive & Well[/color]
[/center][u]Class[/u]: Squire
[u]Inventory[/u]:[list]
[*]Iron Bow
[*]Vulnerary[/list]
[hider=Stats][u]END[/u]: E [u]STR[/u]: E 
[u]MAG[/u]: D [u]DEX[/u]: C 
[u]SPD[/u]: D [u]DEF[/u]: E 
[u]RES[/u]: D [u]LCK[/u]: C[/hider]
[hider=Supports]N/A[/hider][/cell][/table]