"I suspect this city's residents have fewer resources than me."

"A bold claim, but not one I care to challenge."

She laughs. "I can't read minds, alas, but I can walk effectively invisibly, and sometimes if you're willing to knock over a few essential blocks... Quite a bit can come tumbling out."

"I'm sure. You, after all, don't have to live here."

She laughs. "Would you rather I not, then?"

"I am quite sure that, if they felt the inclination, the Qunari here now could take over the city. I have no desire to live under the Qun. I like my lips unstitched."

"I'm fairly sure I could stop them from stepping up, and kill them if they try. And a bit of preemptive chaos among their ranks will surely reduce their inclination to seize the city while it's weak."

"It is a solvable problem. As long as you're aware of it."

"Thank you for the warning, regardless. Are there any other little groups who could be inconveniences like that?"

"None on the same scale. There are a handful of gangs of various sizes. Most are like those you killed tonight, but the Carta has a significant presence in Darktown and hooks in the Merchants' Guild. They maintain nearly exclusive control over the dwarven black market and don't look kindly on anything that cuts into their profits."

"So they might try to annoy us."

"Assassins, economic sanctions... I suppose that's what it would cash out to, yes."

"If I expected to be impressed by their assassins I'd take out a bounty on my own head."

She laughs. "Fair enough."

She smiles, fondly. "Did you have anything else for us? Or else another request?"

"Not at the present, I believe."

"This has been a delightful visit. May we come by again, if we wish to talk, or have further questions?"

"Of course. As I said, my schedule is clear until the end of the week."

"Then we'll get out of your hair, how about?"

"Of course. Let me show you out." She stands, and snaps her fingers. She leads the guests back to the door while the two elves being tidying up behind them.

"We'll be seeing you."

"Fare you both well, til our next meeting." She closes the door after them.

"I do believe we found someone interesting after all."

"Exceptionally so!" Hisame chirps, starting the walk back home. "I want to send her gifts, I think. Lowlifes tied up with pretty little bows, maybe. I'll need to source ribbon first..."

"We never did pin her down on what she wanted to do with them, did we? Something gruesome, I'd imagine."