The scribe's brows rose with anxious uncertainty at the claim of potential danger to the town and its villagers.  He glanced over his shoulder to look at the closed door, debating with himself for a moment before turning back to the outsider.  "I'm sorry sir, but people often make such a claim when they desire an audience with the Mayor after his established hours and the lion's share of them prove to be over embellished.  If you would like, you can give me a message to pass on to Mayor Lucient so he can decide for himself whether it is something that can wait until morning."