A small woman dressed all in red overhears this and muses to herself.
'A return to the old ways? Hmm, and here were plans to make this place great; but if what I think is what has happened, then it may well be worth it.'
She walks into the shadows, a small smile playing on her lips. Or perhaps not. It is difficult to pierce the gloom of her enveloping hood before she vanishes into the shadows.