Dendara takes a seat and snorts at her companions' choice of beverages. She retrieves a heavy mug of beer and knocks it against Geoff's before taking a swig.
"And you think our armor will give us away?"
She takes another drink and sits back, planting her foot on the chair beneath her so that her knee is pulled close to her body.
"The way I see it, all of these plans require us getting someone into the Iron Feathers. We can't just put an advert out looking for an informant. It would be as effective as wandering the streets in full Swords regalia. We need a man, or woman, on the inside first. Someone to take stock, gather information, and find weak points."
She takes another drink, pressing her lips together as she considers.
"Geoff, if your man has a location, we could simply sneak in and investigate, or failing the skills to make that happen, simply kick in the door. The problem is, if we're caught, the element of surprise is blown. Our initiative will be known and it will be much more complicated to make any further attempt to find our way in. No, if he could inform us of the general recruitment process, find a way to get access without raising alarms... I'd be happy to go."