When she arrived at the city's south entrance, she nodded at the guards, who let her in, passing the entire checkpoint line in one swift motion. So grumbling echoed as she skated past them, but the guards quickly set order back in place.
Inside the gate, about a hundred ters to the right, a group of three players were discussing with each other, looking to be waiting for sothing, or soone.
Violette assud this was her new posse and made her way toward them.
"What do you think this 'Violette' lady looks like?"
"How would I know? I never t her either…"
"I bet she's this tall, seductive woman with purple hair. Maybe a Fey?"
Violette could already hear the conversation of the two n in the party, and her traits darkened. The last one of the trio, a woman in clerical robes, was staying slightly back, not joining this degrading conversation, and noticed Violette approaching.
She was about to smack her companion on the arm, to silence him, but decided against it. It would be funnier to watch him get reprimanded.
When Violette stopped next to the group, the Human male with the two hand axes looked down at her, his eyebrow rising.
He mistook her lowered head for fear and thought this was an NPC coming to give him a quest.
"I'm sorry, shrimp. I don't have ti to bring you back your toy, or whatever it is you lost. Go ask soone else."
The other man, a Dwarf in heavy plate mail, turned his head to the little girl and reflexively scanned her. As her na popped into his eyes, his heart dropped to the pit of his stomach.
But before he could even correct the warrior's misunderstanding, an orb of water already encapsulated the both of them.
Both n were taken by surprise and hadn't enough ti to suck in so air before being completely subrged, floating three feet above the ground. That was when the warrior scanned his assailant.
His eyes went wide, as he realized his error, and already, a headache started pounding in his head.
'Am I going to get kicked out of the guild already? This is bad…'
The cleric woman chuckled from a few feet away, enjoying the scene.
Violette snapped her head at her.
"Does their conversation amuse you? Perhaps you would like to join them?"
"Oh, but it is not their conversation that amuses , Lady Violette, but their predicant. I'll just stand here and enjoy the show, if you don't mind."
Violette glared at her for a second before snapping her head back to the players in the water bubble.
"Is my appearance not to your liking? Would you have preferred a tall and slim Fey woman with a curvaceous figure?" she asked the trapped n.
The Human warrior looked pensive for a second, before the Dwarf punched him in the side, causing him to lose a bit of his air. Already his face was turning red from holding his breath.
The Dwarf clasped his hands together in an apologetic gesture, trying to make her understand he was sorry. The Human quickly copied his gesture, making a praying motion.
Violette wanted to let them stew a little while, but she also realized ti was against them, and growled as she released her spell.
As both n slamd into the ground, the nearby players watching with glee this altercation, they started coughing, as they gasped for air.
The Dwarf was the first to catch his breath and, with his first lung full of air, he apologized vehently.
"I'm sorry, Lady Violette! It was only the idle banter of two n! Please find it in you to forgive us!"
The Human warrior sneered montarily at the Dwarf before a quick kick to the back of his knees dropped him to the ground.
Turning his head angrily at the cleric, the man scowled.
"Hey! What the hell is your problem? Do you think that because you are my sister, I won't attack you?"
*Smack!*
"You idiot. Step on your dumb pride for a second and apologize to the officer of this guild that you just offended before we both get kicked out of it."
It tempted Violette to leave this asshole right there and grab any other player on the street that looked like a lee combatant, just as a lesson. But Morticia would probably reprimand her for acting so impulsively.
Spitting on the ground, the man lowered his head, apologizing half-assedly.
"I'm sorry, Lady Violette. I was just talking for the sake of it."
Violette could feel the pride oozing off of the man and decided this was the perfect ti to break it. Pride was an undesirable trait to have when you had to obey orders.
She released her mana, focusing it entirely on the man, imdiately sending him face-first onto the ground.
"Apologize like you an it, at least. You insulted twice."
The Human warrior's eyes bulged, as he realized just now how vast the gap in their power was. This wasn't the first ti a mage tried applying their strength on him, but he usually resisted it, with his strong willpower.
But not this ti. His body felt like a ton of lead, and he could not lift even a finger.
"I'm sorry! I didn't an to be impolite!"
Violette could feel he was more sincere this ti around and released him from her pressure.
She lifted her head toward the cleric woman, who had an impressed look on her face.
"Are you ready? We are pressed for ti," Violette declared.
"I'm ready whenever you are, Lady Violette," the woman replied.
The two n scrambled to their feet, hoping their actions and words hadn't reflected badly on them. The Dwarf, especially, hoped this wouldn't get him kicked out.
Declan had so graciously invited him into Paragons. If he got kicked by Violette for talking smack, it would reflect badly on him.
But Violette had already brushed the matter aside. She didn't like the warrior very much, but she understood every person had their own pride and feelings.
She could hardly hold him in contempt for them when she reacted the way she did.
"Alright, then. Let us leave," she declared.
Violette rapidly sent them all a party invite, before sending a ssage to Astaroth.
'I have the mbers invite to your party.'
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