[table][row][i][b][color=mediumslateblue]Belisendé[/color][/b]
[color=thistle]Evening[/color] | Stables | Garleton, Lothian Empire[/i][/row][cell]
Belisendé stared hard at the bandit, as if she could somehow will him into ceasing his assault of the poor woman. As the cacophony of the chaos grew louder and louder around her, the panicked mind in Bel's head grew quieter and quieter, narrowing down to a single thought. No one was going to come and help this woman, it was up to her. She could do this.

[i]I can do this. I can do this. I can do this I can do this I can do this IcandothisIcandothisIcandothisIcan--[/i]

She felt fear slowly gripping her, ceasing her hand, and she wished for the strength to shoot. Before she was totally petrified, a single noise made it's way through to her: the clop of hooves on cobblestone, coming closer.

The town and all it's fury came back to her with a rush, and the scene in front of her had hardly changed. The woman sobbed and by chance turned her way. She met eyes with Bel, and the hopeful recruit was struck by the pleading look on her face. She was reinvigorated by the woman's silent cry for help and the knowledge that her loyal stead was on his way.

Bel silently loosed her arrow at the place she thought would end this sad scene as swiftly as possible: the bandit's oblivious head.[/cell]
[cell][img]https://i.imgur.com/qEWng8j.png[/img]
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Status: [color=lawngreen]Alive & Panicking[/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]