Leon continued to listen, filing away the information in his mind and trying to plug in some of the shadowy corners of this puzzle that was this city and it's factions. It bothered him how Shagarm could be so popular, able to motivate so many of the armed and dangerous masses, and yet no one had a reasonable clue as to the man's, if it even was a man, identity. Aside from this unpleasant fact, Shagarm's group seemed to be a typical black mercenary company taking advantage of the lack of rule of law. If the fates had been a little more in the Talon's favor... maybe Leon and Iliskra would find themselves employed on the other side of the line.

"You ever think we should have just headed out for a different city? Red Wizards, violent mercenaries, and an ineffective city guard," Leon said towards Iliskra, throwing her a friendly grin and a wink to show he was joking, "ah well, no glory for the idle, I guess."

"I take it then Shagarm is the closest thing to someone being in charge on this side of the city?," Leon asked rhetorically, "hopefully he wasn't overly fond of Gundalar."

If the Red Wizards launched an assault on Shagarm, they would have done so with forces they could afford to spare. If they were lucky, Breck's forces would arrive to reinforce the Guard soon, and maybe they could push hard against the Wizards. The less fighting that he had to do against those power grabbing fanatics, the better. The power of Mask would only protect him so far, and the Wizards rarely sent out an expedition unless they were prepared to turn it into a literal graveyard.