Rolling his eyes at her skepticism - not that he could really be surprised, given everything else - he reached into his belt pouch and took out a number of pages and papers, laying a few out on the table. "You'd be amazed at what trawling around the Royal Archives in the capital can get you, if you spend enough time there. They've got the largest collection of old imperial documents in the kingdom, and a lot of originals too." He pointed to one aged parchment, "Such as this one." The writing was in the old Vilarian script. Taking something like that out of the Royal Archives would have been highly illegal. Not than anyone in the room would have cared one whit about that, but it at least gave some indication of his ability, considering the difficulty also involved. It was a lot of lines and markings, sketching out a plan of something.

"This is the tunnel network, when it was built, and all the entrances built into it, back in the days before they called Kaskar Kaskar." Then he laid a different paper next to it. "And this is Kaskar today. Well, two years ago, anyway." He laid the two maps over each other.