Leon let the information wash over him, his hand lightly touching the mask at his waist. There was every possibility that this could be a case of mistaken identity, but the evidence lined up enough to make the intelligence actionable. Getting rid of the old thieves' guild would certainly open the floodgates for more... opportune groups to attempt to snake their way into the city.

Underground friends... Leon's first assumption was smugglers, either seeking to bring something into or out of the city that the Talons would either have not approved of or charged far too much for. Something about that felt a bit off though, there were more colloquial terms for smugglers that mercenaries were likely to use. Undead were another possibility, but attempting to bring them among your ranks when the Red Wizards were still a presence was foolhardy. There were another half dozen possibilities, but without further evidence Leon simply put the issue to the side for now.

"Any power player under Shagarm's faction is unlikely to check on Gunalar personally, especially a mage that could likely send a familiar or other magical spy. We may as well consider them finding Gunalar's butchered men merely a matter of time. The question is if we can do anything with that time," Leon said, leaning back in his chair, "I can put a tail on our friends over there. Maybe they'll go to some hideaway spot. It would be fairly low risk, if they discovered my creature, it would only confirm for them that they are being watched by someone with magical abilities."

"Or we could ambush them of course. A missing patrol would probably unsettle the beehive, but mages are a curious sort. They either draw themselves together so they can show off to each other or keep fellow mages as far away as possible for fear of their secrets being stolen. As much as I like our odds of taking this group, I don't know if the payoff would be worth it," Leon said, not bothering to say that it would probably make Ibdur a bit happier.

"Or we await our acquaintances to make contact and tell them theres a Jadarl trying to piss in their cups," Leon said, "assuming they do indeed reach out to us."