Inessa smirks at the interaction between Fenris and Garahel, shaking her head. "He will be sufficiently tired tonight, I expect. Thank you for the assistance in wearing him out."

She sobers upon listening to the information provided, lips forming a thin, worried line. "Any would he could many of these magisters as allies? Or rivals? I am wondering what we will have to deal with, should we draw unwanted attention."