"I must confess, my lady, I do not know much about the ways of savages," Angeline replied. "But it does seem atypical for a tribe of orcs."<br/><br/>The priestess kept her features stoic at Elicia's affectionate reply, but a blush did rise in Angeline's cheeks. "Pride is only a fault if one is unworthy of it," she said, cinching the last of the straps on Elicia's armour tight against her waist.<br/><br/>When Elicia commanded Angeline to turn around, the priestess swallowed visibly and obeyed. Was there perhaps the slightest tremble in Angeline's figure, as Elicia girded her for battle?<br/><br/>"Yes, my lady. It appears the walls have fallen into ruin, and the orcs have not bothered to restore them," her voice wavered ever so slightly at Elicia's touch. "I would also recommend an assault during the day. The orcs can see better in the darkness than either of us, and a light would only draw further attention to ourselves."