Varn chuckled at the reply, shaking vigorously. "Oh, of course. And I am but a humble mercenary. Who would ever entrust an old fool like me with something like a city? Honestly," he said, shaking his head, while smiling all the while. "Ahh, but where are my manners. This is Sarianna Silverdawn, my general and closest confidant," he said, gesturing to the raven-haired elf beside him, who nodded, giving Varn a slight glower, as he deprecated himself, yet again. "And, may I ask, who you've brought with you? I wasn't sure how many to expect, to be honest, but you've certainly drawn some attention to yourselves!"