Chapter I: The Noble Varim
The guard captain seems to have managed to pick his way through the crowd to their table.
"Well, I'm afraid I'd best be getting back to that body," he says, leaning in closer to be heard over the laughter and commotion about them, "Unfortunately I don't think we'll be arresting a varim this day. I'll try to follow up whatever leads I can on the identity of the dead man, but I'll be honest, I don't like my chances. I hope you have a pleasant journey, Sir Varonil, and that you don't come across any more corpses. Or varim," he adds with a dark glance at the stage. With a polite nod he turns and slips out of the room.