Sigil: The City of Doors

When everyone stopped to then observe what Alynne was going to say, she for the first time frozed in place...

She was accustomed to attention, but she was not so sure what to do with this gathering of creatures that were about to clash between each other. ''Eh, mmmm...'' She started to wonder what she could say, but nothing came to her mind which was blank at that point.

'' You shouldn't vandalize other peoples places because...hmmmm....it is bad...'' she said, not very convincing.

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[OOC - Rolls]

Persuasion/Charisma, +3 raises, DC25, 1d20+12 - 21|Failed

Results
-1 Renown

It would seem that today there was somesort of planar contamination on Sigil. From what Alynne had heard it was coming from Limbo? The plane of Everchanging Raw Chaotic energy.

Again Alynne couldn't care less about the whole shenanigans of some faction or the other, she was here for other purposes, but her own vanity and pride couldn't let some sort of misguided fools run amock on what she considered her own ''turf'' and cause disruption on ''her'' beautiful Civic Festhall.

She noticed that some of these fools were indeed inside the Civic Festhall disguised as members of other factions, trying to form a wedge between the Society of Sensation and whatever the name of the other faction was. The Celadrin didn't care, but her own hubris couldn't let this pass without her magnificent intervention...

'' Hey!, you there! '' She yelled at the false chaotic members and the hostile group of sensates that was gathering around them, possibly to beat them in order to expel them from the hall. '' Your days of pitiful humor have come to an end today!'' She said with the confidence of a magnificent diva.

'' You think that you can come here and challenge me in my own turf!'' She added...