Recovering from her spellcasting, Katariah is slightly confounded to see Braids rushing past her, the diminutive archaeologist holding a short blade in either hand. Why are you here? Quickly followed by No, dammit! These aren't the same as those goblins before, you're going to get your damn ass handed to you! Sarenrae blast it... Katariah winces as the horse-chopper smashes through the fiery heart of her magma summoning, punctuation to her thought processes. That goblin with the polearm is certainly no mere amateur... blast it. Time to do something silly, as her mentor would have put it.
Taking a moment to focus her ki, a short half second of filling her lungs that seems to stretch out for much longer, she draws one hand to her chest and raises it in the traditional seal to focus her ki. "Kaemelesh mai Farai!" <Old Keleshite> <For
|The current padishah emperor|
"May sarenrae watch over me..." Katariah mutters to herself almost disbelievingly, but then launches into action. Starting to run down the street, she steps down hard and launches herself high enough to put one foot on a barrel, the next mini jump putting her with enough height to push off the nearby wall, and then turning her body horizontal to the ground, swoops narrowly over the heads of the line of humans facing off against the goblin dog, pivoting on the rope as it arcs, turning her body with one arm out so as she moves past the actress at speed, she catches up the woman in skirts, and then uses the angle of the building, the edge of the building shortening her rope and bringing her upwards at the cost of her momentum.
Unfortunately, the awning, currently supporting the weight of two humans and a disturbing amount of swords, chooses this moment to collapse, at least partially, dumping both Katariah and actress on the ground in a tangle of canvas and wooden supports. And this is what I get for trying to be fancy. Things don't look too good for the intrepid ninja right now.