"Littlefinger, you're not seriously suggesting I take care of that Archbishop Pate, are you?" Lynch only needed to look at the halfling's expression to know what was on his mind. "Although this idea is indeed feasible, I'm not an assassin."
Felps blinked twice, suppressing a laugh while observing Lynch's expression, trying to find any sign of complaint or grievance. Yet the mage remained calm and serious while speaking. The halfling finally sighed, "It seems you've seriously considered this plan, but you haven't fallen for it. Of course, I wouldn't have you act as an assassin, sneaking into the core of the Pate Temple to plunge a dagger into that poor fellow's heart."
