Your team hides as best as they could. Pylia finds a nice corner to stand behind while Buddy crouches down among some boxes, covering himself with a dirty canvas. Everyone was decently hidden and now you just had to wait. Seconds would go by feeling like hours until eventually you hear some rapid footsteps. They were heavy and moving quick. Before long you see them move past you: five figures, four armed and armored soldiers and one man dressed like a manservant. Despite his attire however the way he carried himself seemed almost regal, or perhaps arrogant. This was the moment you were all waiting for.

Pylia stepped out from her hiding spot, weapons in hand as she looked at the company who came to a halt and immediately drew their swords. "Erendal, you stand accused of acts of vandalism and destruction against the people of Gransys. We've uncovered your writing and have the confessions of the thugs you hired to terrorize the merchants around the trade district. Stand down!" The man at the center, who only had what appeared to be some sort of cane, didn't seem too phased. "You dare speak to me in that tone, you wretched whore? You have no authority over me! Stand aside or my guards here will cut you down and feed you to the dogs!" Pylia remained poised however, glancing in your direction. "There's no escape Erendal. Surrender now and no one has to get hurt!"