"A mercenary needs to know the person he works for? Since when this became a requirement?" she laughed at him little mockingly and started spinning around a coin on a table. "Or are you just interested in me? Anyway, Nat, thank you for your answers. I take it talking about myself would be repayment, so..." she sighed and took off her hood. "You can call me Darlith, and as you are an observant individual, you have already noticed that I'm an elf." she looked at him with a smile. "While you, yourself are from interesting birth. I wonder, was your mother an elf, or your father?" she didn't wait for his answer, but looked deeply into empty space before her, wondering if she should tell him anything more about her. She owed it to him, but she wasn't sure. Even if he is a mercenary, enough coin and he'd spill out all she said to him to anyone. "I'm being hunted down by Fusos. It's been probably good two years that I've been on a run. Which is why I had to ask you the question, because I could not risk that you sent a letter, which gave any information about me. There even were Orcs in the city tonight, because of which I just had to make sure. Do you have any clue as to what are they doing here?"