“You don’t look very dead to me, Sharon”  Liaena observed lightly in response, before turning to look at Malizia. “Are you sure you want to bother with this? I’m not convinced she knows anything”

The death knight had managed to rear herself up to sit against the wall, and let out a snort at Liaena’s words. “Is [i]this[/i] the part when you goad me into telling you everything?”

“Noo…it’s just really, really obvious. You’ve got ‘scapegoat’ written all over you” Liaena sighed. Leaning backwards slightly, she perched on top of one of the crates as she started to tick off points on her fingers.
 
“So you come here as a bold-as-brass Death Knight, with a bunch of losers. After our people already wiped the floor with you on your own turf. [i]And[/i] you get to be tied up for it. I hope that wasn’t [b]your[/b] idea?”

Glare

“So the city watch already know that they’ve got cultists and Death-Knights in the city. And lo, here we have a brazen attack on an influential citizen, led by a crazy assassin with aforementioned losers. So they question the assassin, who doesn’t know anything except maybe she got paid to do it. So they hang her if she’s alive, and purge the demon if she’s not because undead don’t get due process.”

“….”

“And whoever provided said assassin gets to walk away, with the city watch nice and distracted for whatever else he’s planning. Does this sound plausible to you?” Liaena took a moment to gauge Malizia’s mood, eying the Draenei closely. “Because from where I’m standing, it seems pretty damn plausible”