[b][color=ed1c24]Gretchen Vradiskii Ufain[/color]
Back alley slums -> Downtown, Capitol City[/b][hr]

[color=f7941d]"Why hello there, young maid."[/color]

Not too long after Gretchen went to look for the source of the demons, what seemed to be... a witch, judging from the magic she could sense in them, accosted her. 

[color=f7941d]"Your fair skin is a welcome escape from those silly little things setting fire to the city. What brings you to these troubled parts, if I might ask? Speak your noble purpose, and perhaps I may be of some assistance..."[/color]

She started cackling all of a sudden, causing Gretchen to bristle in annoyance. Was she here to laugh at her? Fight her? Was she the cause of the demon outbreak, and she was just here to gloat at her?

Gretchen turned towards the flying witch, her left hand touching the sword by her side gently. 

[color=ed1c24]"You. I don't suppose you..."[/color]

Before she could finish her sentence, a fel fog descended upon the area, permeating the air with the foul stench of demonic magic. However, the fog swirled around her, as if unwilling to even go near her, leaving a bubble of demon free air. Gretchen looked visibly displeased by now, as she took a deep breath before letting it out slowly. The fog would have affected the witch as well, thus scratching her off the list of suspect.

[color=ed1c24]"Ahh! This is annoying!"[/color]

Taking out several paper talismans, she placed them in four corners of her current area, before activating the barrier. All of a sudden, a small section of the street they were in cleared of any fog, clearing up visibility. Fog roiled against an invisible wall, unable to permeate the sanctified, if admittedly kinda small space.

[color=ed1c24]"You. I assume you're here because of the demons as well?"[/color]