[b][u]Location: A back alley, Haven[/u][/b]

"Unhand me at once!" As ineffective as this demand has been thus far, Katarina repeats it again, heart pounding in indignation and irritation as she is carried along like so many potatoes. Physically overpowered, there is no way for her to free herself, and desperation kicks in - the further she gets from dock fifty-five, the further she gets from completing her quest, from finding her mother. A gust of wind breezes down the alley, stirring debris on the ground - and apparently stirring Katarina's creativity as well.

"Let me go!" she demands again, this time taking a deep breath and repeating the words again. "Let me go!" And again. "Let me go, let me go, let me go, let..." And again and again. The breeze takes on a bit more strength with every repetition, whipping the debris around the trio. But Katarina's worries and anger are a distraction from the attempted channeling, and the wind quickly leaves her control, building and building into a maelstrom that halts the men in their tracks, buffeted back and forth against the brick walls that form the alleyway.

"What's 'at? Stop that!" the skinny man howls, a crisps bag flying into his face and plastering itself over his eyes. "Gallus, clap your hand over 'er mouth before she sends us over into the juvven Deeps!" He lunges at Katarina, but a gust of wind slams into him like a wall, knocking him back and setting him to reeling. Gallus manages to remain upright, but his panic has him unsteady on his feet, though his grip on Katarina is still too strong for her to escape on her own. He stumbles, and her head hits the nearest wall with a resounding thud - rendering her unconscious. The wind continues however, having taken on a life of its own. [b](Failed a Sorcery Roll, +1 dice pool)[/b]