Nameless could feel magic coming from the elf, but it took a moment to realize that the 'race' was the actual disguise. "I wish someone had let the theives' guild know, before they sent me here. I am Nameless, and I am sure you know what I am in the guild. I was already planning his death, but since it is a temporary measure, maybe I should be brought up to speed on what the end goal is first, before we go further."<br/><br/>He took a sip of his drink, and grinned, mouthing. "Not elf."<br/><br/>He took another sip, and then nodded to the waitress as a small meal arrived. "I am here to establish a new guild house, bringing the gangs into it as that is easier than letting the guards do the work. We just have to work less to cut work significantly, while the guard has to work much harder."<br/><br/>[perception d20+13 [31])