Valetni looked up as the ladies entered. He should have expected something like this from Molly. Perfumed ladies these were not, but at least they didn't draw much attention, places such as these being familiar to the likes of them and their trade. He straightened up in his seat, bringing his cane to hand as he did so.<br/><br/>"I am he, did Molly send you with the information I asked for?" Valetni tried to ignore the looks of the other party members. He knew what they would be thinking, even if they weren't voicing it. Proud fools, Valetni knew who had their finger on the pulse of the city, among other things. Valetni doubted the members of the Hellguard would even deign to acknowledge these 'soiled doves' let alone interact with them long enough to extract any information from them. Let them have their ways, Valetni would have his own. Valetni would let his results speak as his defense.