As the sun sets, Barrister Lluïsa Oriol i Cornellà walks across the city, letting her nerves calm.

How is she going to explain to the Iomedaeans that she owes them some legal services? Maybe the Erastilians need some, somehow?

...does Torag need some mining rights negotiated?

At any rate, here's the place, time to knock for admittance.