They are poor, these streets, as poor as any in Ostenso where Pilar once ran that city. Half the buildings are barracks obviously sized for halfling slaves, and the other half buildings from the textiles industry or other trades that depend heavily on slave labor. Men leer at her as she passes, with only a few paling at the sight of her, for the meaning of a young lady with attention-grabbing pink hair is not as well-known in this part of Egorian as in others.
But one whore-taker does dare step forwards to take Pilar. There is no combat spell in her oracle's repertoire, nor wizard spell she has prepared, that would not kill him; so Pilar casts Mage Hand, and presses back against his face, about the eyes. It's not enough to harm him, but he stops and does not dare further.