You are a member of the guild of Spice Merchants, one of the old-timers of Poena. It was one of the days when you decided to leave your neighborhood.

Matilda yawned as she walked slowly toward the thieves' quarter. She was just coming from the market. This time she haggled quite well, even though there was a lot of noise in the square. And now, a new twist... And she hears muffled voices. It seems that someone is threatening someone. She sighed, shaking her head. Not her problem. Matilda hadn't considered that the altercation she'd heard had been more direct down the alley she'd been walking.

Of course, she would have just left... But she noticed that a member of the Spice Merchant's guild, which was you, was threatened. It would be beneficial to intervene. The ones who threatened didn't look too strong, either. Matilda will be able to easily scatter them in battle. — Hey, what's going on here? — she set the food aside near the wall, revealing the blade that was hidden in her sleeve with a familiar movement of her hand, — extortion in Poena territory, I suppose?