After years of working closely with Ophelia, Vanya is very used to the flurry of questions and actions to come from her. And, of course, her oak and vanilla smokes. She breathes through the blown smoke and offers a tight smile before she begins to rattle back the information, "Hard to say, most of them aren't full time, they work dock jobs and pick up jobs. All brought at once... Bigger than us, but not by much. Fewer than us and the Flock. I'll try to get a count."<br/><br/>Vanya casually jots down in her coded notebook as she continues, "Guards and whores, drawn to each other like flies to to honey. And for Lord Vensure's dinner, I'll ensure we are placed for the five and him. I'll stay quite far away, thank you. His father was a fucking prick."<br/><br/>At the mention of the sewer monsters again, Vanya shakes her head, "If i hadn't heard it more than once, I'd not even mention it. But enough reliable rumors... Who knows." Her lips purse with irritation for a moment, "I'll get together some of the boys to drum up what they can find. Without sending women in, it'll be a limited group, but... Well, it's investigating a sewer monster."<br/><br/>She pauses as she looks through her notes, "If I've missed anything either, please remind me. I wouldn't wish to pass too quickly over something important to any of you, Mistresses."