"Valen." He nod his head seriously, deciding to take a more professional stance about this. "I apologise for not informing the people of my affiliation earlier. I did not want to give a foe an early warning about who had come to investigate the local events." He nod his head slightly at this point again. Casting a look around he continued to speak in a serious fashion then. "The goblin threat has been scattered, they lost not only their support and their priestess' leadership but suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of the Captain of the Guard. As for the person found to be involved in this matter, the investigation to the task began civil but after use of lethal force against myself I considered it necessary to use whatever force necessary to prevent the escape of the architect of these past events. I can tell you my reasons, but I would assume the Guard Captain Sharille has briefed you already on what exactly had been going on."<br/><br/>Resting his hand on his hip, the elven man raised a hand, palm up in a gesture, as he spoke. "I have found myself liking this place, and would not want to see the people hurt. I grew to like its people." He nod his head at the merchant, as well as at the Merry Widow's representative briefly, turning to face the others again.<br/><br/>"However, I have given my word to return elsewhere to deliver my report and return the horse to its rightful owner, who may by now be annoyed at how long I have taken with this, compared to my earlier estimate of how long I would be gone. So, is there something you need of me, now?" He spoke in a respectful tone and did not try and look impatient, but posed the question openly, waiting to hear what they had on their mind.<br/><br/>Sharille had mentioned a reward, but at the same tiem he wondered just how eager the folks would be about rewarding a stranger.