Yes

Mira didn't receive any other clients that day. Come night, she looked for the owner of the roadside inn.

"I have to go" She told Mirella, who just hugged the paladin like a sister "I know... but please, don't you ever forget us, okay?" She swore she wouldn't, and that she would leave on the next morning.

During the night there was a party, just like it happened every night for the previous three nights, but this time Mira wasn't upstairs. She joined the others at a big table, laughing at their bawdy jokes, their tone deaf songs and their clumsy antics. She drank her fair share of beer, and allowed herself to freely flirt with the others, one last night of freedom before she became the paladin again.

"I cant believe you really is the paladin Mira. Fuck, I dog fucked the Light of Arlain" one bragged, and Mira added "Twice, you horny dog" . And he answered "three times. I fucked you again after you blacked out".

Mira wiped her tears of joy. She could have lived forever there, and forget about the problems of the outside world. But she was resolute, and would depart come morning.

"Goddess forgive me, but morning is a long time away!" she said that out loud, and everyone turned to look at her. She stood and climbed over the greasy table. Everyone was looking at her. Everyone. She didnt know how to dance sensuously, she never learned, but she wanted to give them something that was hers, that was unique. She pulled a sword strapped a man's back, drawing woos and aaahs. She began to flip it around, a simple exercise that her tutors taught her long ago, but in the hands of a gorgeous lady atop of a brothels table looked exotic and sexy . She pressed the sword tip on one of the many laces that bound her dress together, and cut it, letting the fabric loose over her breasts.

They were awfully silent, so Mira began to tap the sword on the wood, and they soon caught on. Someone began to improve the words of a song, but Mira enjoyed just the sway and the rhythm. She pierced the fabric of her long skirt, and ripped it open against the blades edge, drawing a wave of approval. And even more so when she finished ripping it, revealing her uncovered fair haired sex,

"My last night!" She told herself, and accepted a hand to help her down.