A strange cat-like person appears from the mist. She walks through the streets, shoppers and merchants are gawked in her presence. She carries a curved sword and a strange 6 revolver, people walk away in fear that she may pull one weapon out to slay someone. She walks into a tavern, to many no one is suprised but those customers and tenders. She sits down only to be confronted by a bulk customer. " Miss i might need you." " What may you possibly want the seat or gold, cuz youre not getting both." " No your life!" The man pulls out a dager to shank with, but before he could do anything he was tapped out by her. " Who are you?!" " M'ajj the name is."