"Perhaps you're new to the city. One: Most of the mob outside are Clerics of various religions, some of them of decent power. You'd be hit with enough spells to turn you into powder. Two: Assuming you survived, you'd be arrested by the Sheriff and his men. Three: Assuming you escaped the Sheriff, I can assure you you will note likely escape the Guild's enemies who would now pounce on a perceived weakness as they would assume we've gone criminal and are now fair game. And even assuming you make it past all that, there's Benny. And maybe the pig."
speaking of which a small black piglet enters the room yawning, and approaches the secretary. He rubs against her leg, and purrs like a cat.
It's been a while since some of you were on a farm, but you're mighty sure pigs do not purr...