[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=E395B2]Colette de La Fontaine[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/alJBIiG3D5EZO/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=E395B2][b]Location:[/b][/color] Gretna Green - Church
[color=E395B2][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Language -English, Perception[/center][hr]

Colette had struggled to hold on to her weapon, unsure if the creature would continue to be stunned, but the others had gone to work quickly to aid in the endeavor of putting whatever this thing was down. Their combined efforts seemed to do the trick as each woman with them attacked the beast. Driving it back, she heard Millicent’s words. She let go mainly because she could no longer hold on, but the creature fell, falling against the altar. They had succeeded thus far, now they needed to continue.

Colette glanced around her quickly. She began to formulate a plan. What she had seen thus far, the man from the circus and what he said, she knew what they had to do. She looked for the Russian woman, the one who had cast some spell on the creature. [color=E395B2]”I do beg your pardon, mademoiselle, and I hope you understand English well enough, but whatever magic you cast, you should cast it on the dead body underneath the creature again. That will hurt it considerably, I feel. The rest of us can do what we can to ensure it doesn’t move from that spot, but it needs to remain on that altar.”[/color]

Colette could do little without a weapon, but she would do what she could to aid and figuring this out was a good step in helping kill the beast.