I do not think any in Kirkwall would miss the opportunity to acquire free yarn.

[And the Medicine Seller wasn't about to waste any. Winter was on it's way and he'd need that for burrowing into fifty knit scarves]

I confess, I have trouble envisioning you in the sisters' tall hats.

[They managed to navigate Darktown unharassed - a miracle given they were two elves (or at least one elf and one Unknown that looked like an elf to the casual observer). It might have been that he and Kit had a reputation for being formidable. It might have been a general wariness of the Inquisition. Either way, the worst they encountered was a haggard old woman who stopped the Medicine Seller to let him know her headache medicine was getting low.]