[Maeve's hollyhock charm has been earning its keep this smoke-filled night, the blossom's affinity with fire helping her to seek out the just-set flames that have yet to blaze high and to smother them before they can devour homes. She's always been better at prevention, at saving lives before they need to be saved in true, and that's what she focuses on; let the others fend off the Hunter's Guild.
Except that, focused as she is, she cannot ignore the flare in the sky. Curiosity and concern draws her from the alleys she'd (perhaps unwisely) been stalking and out to a street where a figure stands with outstretched arms.
The Hunter leveling their weapon at the figure, well... Maeve objects to them on principle, considering how she'd been awoken. She tucks her charm back into her hair and approaches with stealth. Until the last.]
Duck!
[She accompanies her shout by slamming hard into the Hunter from behind. Enough to stun, not enough to take them out fully.]
two; now that's what I call a light show
Except that, focused as she is, she cannot ignore the flare in the sky. Curiosity and concern draws her from the alleys she'd (perhaps unwisely) been stalking and out to a street where a figure stands with outstretched arms.
The Hunter leveling their weapon at the figure, well... Maeve objects to them on principle, considering how she'd been awoken. She tucks her charm back into her hair and approaches with stealth. Until the last.]
Duck!
[She accompanies her shout by slamming hard into the Hunter from behind. Enough to stun, not enough to take them out fully.]