The man almost smiled. Almost. Lightning cracked behind him as his face contorted into some sort of half-leer, half-grin. Somewhere a baby cried and a cat growled. "Iiiinteresting. Very interesting." He said, gloved hands gripping the cane in front of him. "So we have... a man whore and thief. An extortionist who appears to have been in league with infernal forces at some point. Ah, and a dimwitted barbarian following the infernalist's lead. Such an odd assortment. I am fairly certain at least one of you is an illegal magician as well, yes?" He looked up towards the sign, then down into the tavern towards Elenore. "Of course, one cannot merely round up associates of a noble house, even ones as questionable as yourselves, without a good deal of evidence...."<br/><br/>The man snapped his fingers and four men, each wielding a shield and spear, marched up behind him. "Officers, please, stand watch over this.... domicile. If the elf maiden happens to wander around here, I am sure you shall spot her, yes? I am afraid I must go and see to disciplining the soldier who lied about seeing her here. Perhaps removing an eye will suffice?"