[Suzerain of Sheol]

Tsaerri blinked. And blinked again, and again, mouthing over the amount. Six THOUSAND gold? As a retainer?!

Okay, keep your composure. Play along.

Stepping forward, she stood before the Sylvari, crossing her arms and looking up at him. "You still haven't told us where we're taking you. But unless it's into the heart of Orr or something, we'll suffice."

Well, she would. Syrgei would probably end up getting that ridiculous coat caught on something and taking a fatal plummet down a flight of stairs. But that, too, was a risk she was prepared to take. For the good of the guild, and all.

I wonder if he has a life insurance policy with us...