(Jameson Telluth(Insignificant), Sergeant Officer of Praelium, Outside of Paline)

Jameson was shocked that the man still spoke with confidence. It shocked him further the details in which he went into with his story. The man seemed to tell the truth, but seeming to tell the truth wasn't simply enough. Perhaps the man could talk to Claudius, but there was still no way an outsider would be granted an audience with the Tyrannus that easily.

"Remove any weapons you have and hand me those papers" Jameson said, lowering his sword. The other two patrol officers simply backed up a little bit, allowing Holden to move. "If your story is true, then we will make haste and you will be granted an audience with a high ranking official. But I can assure you will not be seeing the Tyrannus first thing."

"Sergeant, the man looks hungry." A smaller, wiry soldier who looked relatively young called from behind him.

Jameson whipped around towards the young soldier. "And? Do you want me to give him a steak dinner?"

"The new policy, sir. Towards potential friendlies?" The voice was meek, clearly intimidated by the older and gruff sergeant.

"Oh. Right." Jameson sheathed his sword and rummaged through his backpack, grumbling as he did. From his pack he pulled out something wrapped in cloth, and tossed it at Holden's feet.

"Welcome to Praelium." Jameson huffed. "Something to hold you over, until we get you to Paline."