[center][h1][color=B9C66E]Mona Windrider[/color][/h1]
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[i][color=B9C66E]Location:[/color] The Palace Courtyard - J6 to S8
[color=B9C66E]Skills:[/color][/i][/center]
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She was glad of the guard having quick reflexes.  Mona had to say she would not have enjoyed falling in a tangled mess with him.  Especially with enemies about.  The marble she had thrown had missed its mark, unfortunately, but found another.  She sincerely hoped it was a vampire and not a poor citizen of the state.  She started thinking about what she should do next to take down the more obvious target but someone beat her to it.  She was out of fire marbles anyway and running out of ideas.

A quick scan of those that appeared to be living did not deliver her any information on who had become a foul beast and who was still of the living.  This was quite frustrating, especially in that she did not know how to handle an enemy should she come to recognize one.  With a huff she raised a hand and made a motion as if she were stirring a pot.  [color=B9C66E]"Eastern, Western, North, and South.  From e'rey land or maiden's mouth.  Turn a step and dance wit' me, bring up dirt well past deir knees."[/color]

As they were bidden, a wind kicked up around the vampires, civilian, and corpses.  It pulled dust up into the air, causing temporary blindness and perhaps a coughing fit to those who breathed within the circle.  Mona kept eyes out like a hawk, searching for any sign of the civilian in the trio left.  Her plan was to quicken her step and pull the civilian to safety.