After a few hours of intense boredom, there is finally a knock on the door. Once you do answer it, there is a man dressed up to be the usual merchant type, with the usual unnecessary jewelry and accessories for someone of his wealth. He takes a look at you, raising an eye brow and wondering if this is the right place. Taking a look at the sign once more before finally deciding that you shall do for the time being.<br/><br/>"Ah yes, Madam. I have a certain delicate job for you to undertake. Something that would require a tad bit more finesse then the usual guilds I deal with can handle. May I come in and discus the matter in detail?"