Ember felt her eyes tighten as they traveled over the woman's muddy gown. The dirt appeared to cling differently to her gown than to her own, so it had to be made from something mush finer than unndyed sheep wool. Catching up to her easily, Ember was a pretty good runner, she pulled the paniced woman to a stop. "Deep breaths, woman! Calm down!" she screamed at her. With that not really working, Ember slapped the woman hard enough to bring her back to reality. Looking at the woman's hand, she noticed that there weren't many callouses on them. Probably a lady or something the like.<br/><br/>"There, now. Would you be so kind as to tell me what the matter is?"