(Synn)<br/><br/>Kateri reached the town’s wooden gates that were wide open for merchants and peddlers galore. It was a favorite trading post where she would surely find temporary lodging at least for the night. She needed a good night’s rest or succumb to illness due to exhaustion. She moved the scarf up over her face so that just her sapphire blue eyes were showing. Stunning in of themselves so staying concealed was a bit difficult, but she needed a few supplies and a change of clothing.<br/><br/>“Oh gods I’m so tired,” she whispered as she made her way past the gate guards, merging in with a crowd of missionaries so as not to be noticed. Once past them, she made her way down the main thoroughfare in search of a few particular items.<br/><br/>About the third trade booth in was a clothier. She needed a set of fresh clothes. She rummaged quickly through the racks and grabbed a pair of new pants and a corset. “Just these few items please,” she said to the merchant as she pulled her coin pouch out and paid handsomely. The middle-aged lady took her gold coin and handed her the items back. Kat scurried to the next few merchants, picking up a utility belt of sorts, and a new pair of boots as well. She moved carefully to a weapons dealer and picked up more bolts that would fit this crossbow, and then she headed down to the apothecary.<br/><br/>“I am looking for black nightshade,” Kateri asked the old woman behind the counter.<br/><br/>The old lady shuffled to the table and placed her delicate hands upon the smooth surface. “Now what would a lovely girl like yourself need with a deadly poison hmm?” she inquired as she stared down into Kateri’s blue eyes.<br/><br/>Kateri showed the old woman her left wrist which had a small tattoo covered by a thick leather bracelet which she had removed so the senior woman could see it. It was an eight pointed star which is a common symbol of a witch among many. The old lady nodded her head and walked over to the cupboard where the poisons were kept. She brought down an old black vial that was full of defused black nightshade, and she gathered a few other bottles and a box. She shambled back over to Kateri and placed them all on the counter. “I think you’ll need a bit more than just black nightshade, my dear,” she said as she pointed to the ‘wanted’ sign hanging up behind her. Kat looked up and glared at the picture. Yes, the word is indeed spreading that she is a wanted woman. “You’re going to want to glamor,” she said.<br/><br/>“Thank you mother,” Kateri said as she gathered up the vials and the box which would hold the five bottles. She handed her three gold coins which were far more than these items were worth, but the woman did alert her to the fact that she was hunted, even here.<br/><br/>“You can use my back room to conduct the spell dear and hurry, only the Gods know who the Prince has sent after you,” she said as she pointed to the curtained room to the left.<br/><br/>Kateri moved quickly through the curtain to the dark little room no larger than a walk-in closet. There was an altar of candles, incense, an anthem, and a goblet. She wouldn’t need all of these items, but a few would do. She looked on the small shelves and found a mirror. She placed that on the alter and then lit the candles with a few matches that were in a bowl on the shelf. She looked into the mirror and chanted, “This body is a bore, make it different than before, a particular physique is what I need, Gods and Goddesses grant this plea. A weak old body is what I desire to hide my existence which is required, this is my will so shall it be!"<br/><br/>Kateri cried out as the transformation took place. She had shrunk an inch or two and slumped over some as she stood there before the mirror. Her skin wrinkled and tanned as if she had been working in the sunlight for days, her eyes nd hair grayed, and her lips grew thin. She coughed and noticed that her voice had cracks. Ah yes, this was perfect, but it wouldn’t last long. She needed to use this time to rest at an inn and then make it out of the town. The glamor would last for 24 hours. She hobbled back out of the room and smiled at the old woman. They could have been sisters by how the transformation took.<br/><br/>The old woman nodded with satisfaction and handed her a large bag to hide her crossbow, clothing, bolts, and box in which she could swing on her back and carry. “There is a small inn that aids in the hiding of witches,” the elderly lady said as she handed Kateri back her leather bracelet. “Show them the mark. They will take care of you.”<br/><br/>Kateri nodded, took the bag, stuff all of her items in it and headed out the door towards the inn.