Analeigha was sitting there minding her own business when she heard the door crash open. She turned around slowly, muttering a string of curses under her breath when she saw three of her guards. She quickly stood from her meal and pulled the cloak so tightly to her it was as if it was her life. As soon as she reached the door, one of the guards blocked the way. She swiftly turned around, just to come face to face with another guard. "Nice try Analeigha." He muttered, yanking the cloak hood from her face.  She merely closed her eyes, concentrating on speaking with the winds. Finally, there was wind whirling around them at top speeds, knocking the guards off their feet. As soon as they were taken care of, she quickly hurried out of the Inn and ran down the road. Air whisperers were a rare find, and it was best to hurry away as quickly as possible.