Tension was high in the camp. Gabrielle was sitting with her back towards the fire, but still felt cold. An army of Orcs and Easterlings was approaching Lorien, and she was the captian in charge of the defence.
Gabrielle had only become a captian a year ago, and this was her first true battle. It was strange really. Her parents had told her a woman couldn't be a captian, and so had her friends. But she'd made it, she'd become one.
A trip snapped and made Gabrielle jump. It was only a solider coming to sit near the fire. Any noise made that night made Gabrielle jump. She only hoped they would not be attacked yet.
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