"All the rats in Balbourne have been hunted down. Nothing like this will happen again during your stay."
"How can you be sure?" Ulyseon retorted, his eyes full of mistrust. "If a dragonian managed to pass off as a cleric, they could be disguised as peddlers, mercenaries, traveling bards… They could be hiding in—"
"We are rigorously checking the identities of all visitors," the clergyman snapped. "And any settlers who arrived within the last five years have been investigated. All suspicious persons have been looked into, so you may rest assured."
Maxi's eyes bored into Kuahel's face. Though she certainly could not say she knew the man well, she knew he was not one to make hasty judgments. Surely he would only make such assurances if he was certain. Still, there remained a few unanswered questions.
"You mentioned five years… Do you mean the dragonians have been disguised as humans in Balbourne all that time?" Maxi asked in a strained voice.