"If arson do be too uncontrolled, then how do be attacking Whitecloaks be any better?" This man Delat was in command here, but he was speaking nonsense. "Will you lead them into their death? And how will you escape? And what if they defeat the Whitecloaks?" Xanthe usually preferred to avoid arguments, but she would not let the Great Lord down by allowing Delat to ruin this mission in a fool's errand to ensure a noble downfall for his silly comrades. As enemies of the Great Lord, they deserved no less than a dog's death. She continues, speaking confidently: "They do be all gathered here, now - drinking and letting their guard down. A little poison in the wine will finish them all quickly and quietly. It is the best way."

That said, she dismisses that fool Sammil's remark about her clothing without even a glance toward him. If anything, she is the most inconspicuous of this gathering! But then, when the other options are a gleeman, an Amadician army officer, and a giant Tinker with violent leanings, that is hardly difficult.

((Lol I keep getting my tenses all mixed up ... sorry if it's distracting.))