Torak had been sat in the tavern corner all day. And this woman, an elf, had not noticed him? How dare she! He was about to draw a sword when he noticed a few weapons on her being. He may be a young assassin, but he could analyse a potential target if needs be. And this elf seemed to be armed to kill. Maybe she was not a good target. Perhaps they shared a profession. But he was willing to bet he was better at it. So he decided to challenge her. "You, elf-maid. You are an assassin, are you not?" He spoke coolly, so as not to spook her. Bless, she was probably in her so called 'blind assassin' years. Where, legend was, you couldn't kill a target while looking at it, because you still had a conscience. But he had no conscience. Children, elderly. Nothing Torak wouldn't, or couldn't kill. He bet this elf-maid was competitive. She looked like good sport.