Panril watched in horror as the events unfolded. She felt dizzy all of a sudden, watching as the assassin easily defeated the guards around the new Grand Cleric and made moves to take her out next. She wondered if all of this was planned. Humans trying to remind the elves were they belonged, bleeding to death on the ground. Panril had allowed her hopes to get up, feeling as if there was a possibility that one of her own had been accepted into society. The shouts and boos and cheers of the crowd around her seemed to fade into nothing more then static. She had to remind herself to breathe.

Things only seemed to get worse as Panril realized what the assassin was. An elf. It was pretty easy to tell. She was too big to be a dwarf, and too small to be qunari. And humans rarely got that dexterous. But having and elf assassinate another elf, one who was about to be grand cleric no less, made Panril feel nauseous. Any support this grand cleric had from the humans was about to be lost, and morphed back into blind hatred.  

She swallowed thickly, looking frantically around the crowd. She might be able to slip away before the crowd got any more frantic and violent. Currently most of the guards were dead on the ground or trying to apprehend the assassin. Others were trying to control the crowd. She worried that if things got worse, if the crowd got more chaotic, it would spread to the alienage. But as Panril turned, hoping to find a way out of the crowd as well as not have to watch the grand cleric meet her end, she was hit in the gut by an elbow.

Panril hunched over slightly, finding the wind knocked out of her and was the shoved out of the way by a human who was trying to get himself away from the dangerous elven assassin. Panril snarled, gritting her teeth as she resisted the urge to punch the man back. But if she attracted attention to herself things would only get worse. Dock workers were not permitted to carry weapons, especially elven dock workers, so she would have no chance against a guard if they caught her starting trouble.