"You mean the wall that requires a little push to circumvent the Jarl's permission?" asked Tanesha coyly after listening to the Argonian prattle on for a moment. She had seen the living races that he had listed but things such as the Falmer and Dwemer remained elusive when it came to information about it. It was at that time that Tanesha decided Ilya didn't know a thing about either of the lost species. Rumours. Ah he obviously knew rumours. Bards weren't exclusive to Tamriel as they wandered all over her lands too singing their tales and trading rumours and gossip. Tapping her lip she soon felt her eyes widen at the idea of murdering the extremely nosey man.<br/><br/>Killing came naturally to Tanesha. Justified killing at least. Killing trained swordsmen or bandits for coin was considered 'justified'. However dragging a man into an alleyway and slitting his throat was the work of padfoots and assassins. "I...think we should take him along rather than...end his worry." said the Keshali who chose her words carefully. "After all since you're worried about the ruins perhaps an extra sword wouldn't go amiss. The more the merrier, no? Besides murder is not in my business. If his crime is merely hearing what others don't wish him to know maybe it's our fault for standing in the middle of a main street and plotting. Just...saying."