I'd been thinking the same thing. The use of male disguise is practical. In Sarna's first appearance, someone raised exactly your question on the old, primitive Forum. Poe replied that Sarna is 6'4", and a 6'4" man doesn't attract as much attention on the street as a 6'4" woman. I'd reference this in the Sarna article in the Heretic Knowledge Vault, but the link seems to have been dissolved. Poe, if you're reading this, suppose you could briefly confirm, so that there's something referenceable now that we've changed Forum providers?Pillaroforder wrote:I bet that 'friend' was Sarna. Is she a crossdresser or just finds male form more practical with human interaction? No doubt a fight broke out and my money would naturally be on the two elves. They're still around, no?
Sarine was aware that they're being recorded. Jon may not have been, except in a general sense as a matter of tradecraft. Remember that he's from generally non-magical Farrel, and while there is undoubtedly eavesdropping magic in Veracia, it's probably not widely enough available for the Ensigerum to run into it very often. The possibility quite likely occurred to him, but Jon suspects; Sarine knows.Initial B wrote:Still, this should be interesting since they seem to be aware that they're being recorded and yet are giving out all this information. Now the the listeners know that the captives know, that might lead them to second guess whatever the captives previously said. A good move on Sarine's part.
There may be repercussions to taking out the bugs and scrying devices. A funny story (with names omitted and a couple of minor details changed to protect the guilty) from real life: Following the fall of the Soviet Union, I got involved as a techno-weenie supporting diplomatic negotiations between the US and Russia (and other former Soviet countries) aimed at securing Soviet nukes that, it was feared, might be floating around owing to the period of comparative anarchy before the Russian and other governments stabilized. For me this entailed several trips to Kazakhstan (not a pleasure cruise, I assure you...) and Belarus on "official" parties. On one trip one of the guys I was traveling with made some comment about the possibility that our rooms were bugged, as they quite likely were. One of our State Department interpreters, however, stopped him from looking for the bug in his room by telling what had happened on a previous trip he'd been interpreting on. The guy had found a clumsily concealed bug, in a light fixture or telephone or whatever. He put it out of business before going off to the day's meetings, tidied up his room, and went out.
On his return, every pair of pants in his suitcase had had its crotch seam slit open with a razor blade.