Kathrine stared at the shopkeeper's grumbling and mumbling sounds as he called for his bastard, whoever that may be, but when the Dracotaur stepped out Kathrine's eyes widened, her lips felt wet from her tongue as she stared at the great creature. "Hmm.. Celephia.. please pick out something.. intresting..", she smiled as she walked towards the backroom, "I'm in need of a new sword.. might as well buy it", she walked, if not stopped by anyone, into the backroom. "Ahum, Great Ancalagon, I wish to have words with you.."