The sorceress, and those that followed her, soon set off towards the alleyway. Soon the sound of hundreds of adventurers off to work filled Old Town, the airships above watching (and recording) the action. Some areas had scryings set upon them to catch the action even when one of the commissioners wasn't watching.<br/><br/>There in the deserted alley, Ivette waited for a few moments before a little squirrel scurried into view, bushy tail whipping around as it sought to escape the woman rushing behind it. She was a blonde little halfling carrying a sack, elegantly dressed, pleasant and fair to look at, showing off a bit certainly. But this was one that both Dexter and Ellen would recognize. The halfling that was spying on them before.<br/><br/>She had already caught a few critters, it seemed, one arm with a sack quarter-full of the little creatures. "You know what?" She said, grinning, "You can have 'em." It suddenly became apparent that perhaps some adventurers would find much more success in stealing away the honest-caught critters of other teams. Just by looking at her face, only the most trusting person would put it past her.