The guard leads him to a side room, where he is joined a few minutes later by an elderly human man and a teenage gnomish girl.
"Welcome to Muzz. We heard you needed information on the Ancient Cities. I will translate for you, and Princess Manila will decide what information is suitable for the public." The human greets him with a heavy accent. He must have lived here in the city for most of his life.
"He doesn't look all that bad. I wonder what he did the insult the guards?" The princess asks her translator, and Cain laughs.
"I may or may not have answered him in Forest Elven."
"You speak Gnomish? More importantly, you spoke hippie to a Royal Guard and didn't get stabbed? That alone is impressive."
The translator isn't quite sure what to do now that it is clear his services aren't needed, so he takes a seat off to the side and waits while they talk.
