"No, not a loss at all! I merely worry for them if what they say seems to be true. Being captured or being led on to so soon does not bode well for our quest!" Lord Beaduric noted as they began on their way into town to find the captain of the guard or at least one of his more seasoned sergeants, listening all along to his company as they kept in time together. The majority of people moved out of the way, but the nobleman paid that less mind as he did the dwarf's logic about how the "rogue" was going to lift a bit from the coffers of the very people he was to be interviewing. Granted he knew not this person well, or the sturdy bearded fellow with him, but he theorized there had to be some rationale to call him a vagabond, criminal, and thief.

"That is of course assuming they are none too keen of mind." He began, stepping past and around a few of the crude stalls of the markets people had set, predominantly filled with women trying to sell their simple wears while their husbands were off at work upon their share of the crop. Children darted here and there, acting both in play and as couriers, but he carried on in conversation all the same, "Perhaps if anything they might simply be getting a thought of who to relieve of their wealth, if any. But I note it might not be so transparent or sinister; they are not alone after all."

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