200 mages (possibly)...
Even if it was 100 mages, 50 mages and 150 connected persons, that'd be intimidating.  But 200?  She wasn't even sure she knew 200 people across her lifetime on a first-name basis.  All of them living in this one city made her wonder just how many were sitting around Portland.  Was the average girl who was worryingly into werewolf literature secretly researching for the wars that happen in the night?  When she stood outside of Lloyd Center at 3am and tried getting past the crackheads to talk to the statuary, were they consuming cocaine to heighten their third eye or whatever?

She didn't show it much, but that answer subtly set her off.  Eyes wandered and gawked at the others in the room, some small part of 200 (or even less if he was counting solely [i]residents...)[/i].  At least the second answer didn't make her more paranoid than she already was.  These people and their comfort in knowing something that others don't...

"My remaining question.  Is this Abrahamic relic still in her possession, in a locality nearby that they're permanent residents of?  My contribution will be greater if they've been in the same location for some time."