The man who stumbled in did not exactly convince the guard captain, but it seemed he had chosen a well worded ruse for themselves. Whether it was through sheer luck or careful background research, the she did not immediately oust him, but simply raised an eyebrow at the unsure claim of the man. "Really now? I thought that was only later in the day. Nonetheless, they can wait until I've finished dealing with this group, so run along now", she ordered, dismissing the lowly messenger.

It was then that the green fellow spoke up and the guard captain got to listen to his story. It, by all accounts, made sense. With the exception of the old man turning to a bear and back to serve as a mount for some barbarian and then walking into the camp still as a bear, but senility came in many forms. She shook her head and released her two handed grip on the spear. "That has got to be the most absurd story I have yet had the privilege of hearing in this job, but devout followers come in many forms. Praise Tiamat's glory", she answered, the final words repeated with a surprising lack of enthusiasm.

The man that had ran off returned with a set of shackles for the new prisoner. "Ah, here we are. If you would hold your catch for a moment longer so that we can get him fitted, that would be the end of your need to be looking after them. I'll see to you getting your reward for bringing in someone who seems quite capable, but that shall depend on how he performs. So, who are you people? Morndath is your boss, right? I don't remember seeing you around before", she kept up sort of a conversation as her assistant moved in to secure Brannor.

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