Gael eyed the large gap, maybe six feet, in between her and the opposite side of the castle wall. Growling underneath her breath about her current predicament, she chanced one last glance over her shoulder before she decided to jump. At least four necromancers were conjuring some sort of soul stealing mumbo-jumbo spell behind a small group of charging, ghostly warriors that were wielding all-too-real weapons. Pushing her legs to go as fast as they could carry her, she reached the edge of her side of the wall far too soon and greatly misjudged the distance of her leap as she pushed off with her foot just as she felt herself beginning to fall forward. With a loud slap, her forearms connected with the ledge of the opposite side of the castle wall. Her black, worn-out, cowgirl boots scrambled for purchase on crumbling castle wall as her fingers gripped the shallow crack they had found on the top edge of the wall.<br/><br/>Gritting her teeth as she strained her arm muscles to pull her full bodyweight up and over the ledge, Gael collapsed onto her back as soon as she had pulled herself up. Panting heavily, a breathless laugh escaped her before she pushed herself up off the ground and stood on shaky legs. As quickly as she had relaxed, she was back on full alert and looked back to see the line of ghostly opponents standing on the very ledge she had just escaped, growling and attempting to throw their weapons over the gap at her.<br/><br/>Giving the necromancers a two-finger salute, Gael straightened her tan, straw, cowgirl hat on her head and took off at a jog towards the stairwell that would lead her out of the castle walls and towards her employer. Her job had been fairly simple; kill the leader of the necromancy cult and jack their most prized possession. A small, blue crystal about the size of the palm of her hand. To Gael it held no significance, but her employer had been very adamant about her taking the right crystal. He had explained it's appearance so many times Gael had tell him to tell him to shut up in a not so polite manner and with a very extensive, colorful vocabulary.<br/><br/>Gael reached and pushed open the door that would lead her downstairs towards the exit but instead found herself in a freefall for about half a second before her butt collided very painfully with the floor of place she had never seen before. Adjusting to the bright lighting in the room, she sat up on her hands and knees, glaring at the tile floor beneath her as if it was the culprit of her embarrassing mistake of falling straight on her butt. Slowly standing up, she looked around in confusion as the door behind her clicked shut. "Well this is not where I expected to end up," Gael said out loud, studying the room around her. There were some tables here and there, a bar area, a couch or two, and a hallway that lead off to somewhere out of her sight. The bar area was occupied by two men, one a supernatural being and the other a rather large man with many tattoos. A girl was draped over one of the couches, seemingly unconscious from what Gael could gather.<br/><br/>Noticing a black scythe hanging on a rack nearby, she assumed that was probably where weapons were kept and willingly began to unload her own. A crossbow, a quiver of arrows, a long, red, metal pole sealed on both ends, a belt lined with throwing knives, and two 1911 colt handguns fully loaded with bullets. She left the gun holsters strapped to her thighs just below the stopping point of her faded, blue jean shorts. Straightening her black tank top and dark blue, unbuttoned over-shirt, she made her way silently over to the bar area. Taking a seat on one the bar stools, she made sure there was an empty one in-between her and the supernatural dude.<br/><br/>Gael was no stranger to dimension traveling, but never had she just walked right into one. Usually, it was her who purposely found a portal to go through. The was a male cat looking stranger behind the bar whom she could only guess would be the bartender or the owner. "Excuse me, but where am I?" she asked as politely as possible, her voice was soft but steady.