"I mean you no harm, Oathsworn," she pleads in submission. "I only wish to protect myself."

You study the woman's expression, searching for the truth. She just tried to kill you, but perhaps she was only acting in self-defense. After a moment, you release your grip, setting her free. As she gets up, Elanna tears off the skirt of her dress and leaps into the air, bounding from one wall edge to the next, scaling the stone blockade with ease. She moves with an acrobatic grace and blazing speed you have never seen. As she alights a nearby rooftop, she pauses and looks back with a devilish grin.

"The Guild thanks you, Oathsworn!" she calls out, her once demure Bastonian tongue replaced by a harsh Thracian accent. With that, the woman quickly vanishes over a rooftop, out of your sight.

A sense of foreboding fills your mind, but it will have to wait. There are more pressing matters you must deal with immediately, namely bringing order to the city and finding witches for The Keening.