08-11-2012, 08:42 PM
The chocolate haired woman brushed curling locks from her eyes with a sigh as she prowled trough the streets silently. As if there wasn't trouble enough already, the non-magically endowed were now encroaching upon her territory for their raiding. Cateline had enough of it all, and hefted her pistol to the air. A loud bang resounded, getting the attention of the mob easily.
They paused in their ransacking of her precious shop, turning to peer at the source of the noise standing in the middle of the cobbled streets. "If you'd asked nicely I would have let you have some of my pastries. Mais non, but no, instead you attack without restraint!" An unholy sounding wind ripped trough the air. It was nothing powerful, just something very frightening.
So much so that the crowd of hungry people scattered with the last gusts of wind leaving the disheveled baker to clean up their mess. Heavy pistol shoved into the waistband of her skirt, Cateline pushed up her white sleeves and bent down to her task with silent determination.
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