"Ah, no, I'm afraid not. You've come to the wrong sort of shop." Undoubtedly, Lan could magically ward someone's home or things, but that's not really what she's best at. "If you would like a piece of art, I can help you there. I might even..."

She stills, cocks her head to one side, and breaks into a bright smile that's matched by a sudden sharp splash of light and colour from her throat. "A repellant, you say? I have just the thing. A piece so awful that it would drive anyone with good taste away. Would you care to see it?"