Jill, from Katherine Kerr's Deverry books

[turtledove_jill]

A young woman with short blonde hair walks in, stops, and looks around in surprise. She is wearing worn baggy trousers, a slightly stained linen shirt, boots, and a swordbelt from which hang a sword and a silver dagger.

"By the Lord of Hell's black hairy balls! Since when did Brin Toraedic have a room that looked like this(OOC: This Jill is from

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[lionesscersei]

Cersei had guessed many things from the woman's attire, some of it correct, some of it stupid underestimation. She gauged the woman to be a low-class version of the Lady Brienne: a sellsword who lent her fighting arm for money, not, as the Tarth trull did, for love (and one of Cersei's greatest consolations, after the scene with Jaime and the wench in Gryffindor Tower, was amusement at imagining what Brienne would think to hear some of the choicer bits of information that had circulated in King's Landing about Renly and his knight Loras). To Cersei's mind, everyone had a price. The question was only what currency they accepted.

As it happened, there was truly nothing she required from a sellsword at present, not a female one at any rate. So she would converse as she thought useful. "I need no service from you at present, and will gladly give you the vote you require, and a word of counsel freely given: you should beware the dwarf while you are here, lady. A sword is little defense against his weapon of choice." She might as well get a dig in at Tyrion.

[turtledove_jill]

"I see," Jill said neutrally. Far too well, and I have no desire to get drawn into nobleborn machinations. Particularly not between a man who has treated me with fairness and courtesy, and someone who appears to be a blonde version of Lady Mallona.

She sketches another bow. "I thank you, my lady, and I will be sure to take your advice in the spirit in which it was given."