A nervous look crossed the guardsman's face once Ovak spoke, concern evident. [b][color=mediumpurple]"Sir..."[/color][/b] He started, but before he knew it, something was... given to him. A sort of coin, by the looks. Along with a short bi of instruction. [b][color=mediumpurple]"When this is dealt with, Sir."[/color][/b] He said, turning towards the woman when she started... Well, telling them of her complaints. She just had to say it in an insulting manner, however. His expression hardened as he stared at her, leaning slightly over the woman. Yes, that event. He'd read the reports, and the woman responsible was indeed a reckless fool, if it was to be believed. However, simply acquiescing to her was a mistake.

 [b][color=mediumpurple]"It is common knowledge that Djarken lands are plagued by banditry. Would it really be so difficult to believe that some local bandits had killed the prior guards and were impersonating them? Regardless, it was discovered that said guards had been enthralled by local bandits with a vampire among them anyway, and our team ended that threat for you easily. as for their bodies, they probably disintegrated thanks to their status as ghouls once engaged. As for the prior collateral damage... the woman responsible is a reckless fool, and shall be punished accordingly. Additionally, we will rebuild the bridge ourselves. However, that is our responsibility, not Djarkel's. You hold no power here, and I will not sit idly by while you insult our organization."[/color][/b] He narrowed his eye, brushing away some servant that was bothering him. [b][color=mediumpurple]"Now, either you direct your grievances to either Lucilia or the headmaster, or I toss you out myself. Understand?"[/color][/b]