<em>"Miss... I apologize about the bandits doing away with your clothing. Though it is rude for me to offer, I am sure that we can procure warm dress for you immediately."</em><br/><br/>"But this is how I always dress..."  Maribelle protested, slightly confused about what the knight could have meant.  He was already walking away from her, however.  "...Oh, never mind.  He isn't paying attention."<br/><br/>Things had seemed tense there for a few moments, when all those mercenaries showed up.  Still, they seemed to be with the girl in the orange cloak, which meant that they wouldn't have been working with those other mercenaries from earlier, and everyone was dispersing to help the wounded, so the dancer wasn't too worried.  Looking over the various people assembled, she quickly picked out the two other women as being the ones in leadership positions.  The first was the Lady Cecilia Laplace, apparently newly-returned from the dead, and the other was the aforementioned girl with the axe, who seemed to be the leader of her own little mercenary band.<br/><br/>Fearlessly stepping forward, the red-headed dancer offered up her services.<br/><br/>"Excuse me, but is there anything I can do to help?"  She asked, just loudly enough to hopefully get their attention.  "I know how to treat wounds, in addition to dancing, so if you need an extra set of hands somewhere, I'd be happy to get to work."