Irka stiffed a laugh at the announcement of the disbandment, finding it's timing quite consistent with her recent encounter of ragamuffins and thieves about the streets. "I've been in this city for a mere week, and encountered more scoundrels and scum than the entirety of my pitiful existence!" she chimed, her head shaking with disdain. "Mayhaps this occurrence will bring some more authoritative figures who don't spend their time in gaggles about the tavern, drinking until their teeth fizz! For the sake of Rahanh's boot, they still haven't found my damn wig!"