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I will write back as soon as possible.

Regards, Zevran

I set myself up for that one.

[He must be tired.]

A young woman has come through a rift, who needs training as Jedi. Since I have the ability to do so, I've agreed to teach her-- but I'm lacking many of the usual ah, equipment. [droids] So, I was wondering if you would be willing to lend me the services of your kestrals for a few afternoons-- and yourself, if you like. Nothing particularly strenuous, I promise.

It could even be fun, from a certain perspective.

What precisely would they be doing and how would we be compensated for our assistance? Time is, after all, money and there are a great many things requested of us by the Inquisition already. The training, upkeep, and expansion of the guild house are costly ventures- and I have a son to raise.

I do have a little money saved up, but I doubt it'll be for much improvement on the guild house.

[More to the point, he has bought exactly two things since arriving. Both of them were pants.]

I need a few people willing to throw stones for an hour or two, it's not exactly hard labor. But if you're not available, I'm sure I can find someone else; I'm asking you first.

[Out of trust, or emotional attachment, or something. Shh.]

...you want a group of skilled assassins to stand around and throw stones.

[ Seriously? Seriously. ]

I do not know if I ought to be insulted or not- for even an hour's time you would not be able to afford Vitta, let alone myself. If all you need are people to throw stones go to the nearest village and proclaim that you are from the fade and a world beyond our own- all the stones you could possibly want will be thrown, and for free at that.