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Lizbeth DelMire
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Out of the streets and out of her bulky disguise, Lizbeth was still clothed in rags, just not so many. She walked around the tunnels watching the people move to and fro. Something about the tunnels gave her a good feeling. She'd done something, and made a name for herself, and she was damned proud of it.

But, look at that. Black covered and brooding was that void-user's husband. Looks like he did indeed get the spot as an inquisitor. People around him seemed skittish and the crowd seemed to circle widely around him. She remembered lending his wife money, so that was probably why he was here.

She moved through the crowd, In her own right having it separated in front of her. Stopping for a moment to talk to a small dwarf about a client of hers, she glanced over to make sure that Logan was still there. "Look, I know they're daft, but just let 'im know if he don't 'andle this correctly all 'e owes us back is the money we lent 'im. You set up a amount o' time for 'im, and if 'e can't, well..." She half grinned and waved the dwarf off. She finally approached Logan.

'Well, looks like ye've got the job. A word o' advice though, the garb. People may be avoidin' ya, but not everyone knows their place." She folded her arms, "Now about those debts, That must be why yer here. Forgive me, but I don't do 'everything' anymore."

They'd have to figure this out quickly, he looked as uncomfortable her as everyone did around him. Rubbing her forehead, she led him out of the crowd and into and office a little farther down the tunnels. "Much quieter 'ere."
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