--- Kat ---
The young-looking elf that took their order had the air or someone who was closer to fifty and sort of done with stupid customers. Being an elf, it was quite possible that was closer to her actual age. Still, everyone had ordered and now it was time to wait for the meals. "So, how many people are we likely dealing with?" asked Kat.
Steel shrugged "We're not sure. Based on the evidence we have, it's either one person, or a small group that have all been trained the same way. There was no evidence of extra fighting styles or weapons. The attackers always use either hand to hand, or random things in the environment for a bit of extra weight. The current guess is that it's one or two people at most, plus the ward expert. There are probably others that help deal with the haul, but that's more of a guess on my part."
Kat nodded, "Makes sense. Should we try to catch both? And then prioritise seeing both faces or would capturing one be good enough?"
