Chapter XXVIII: Raiders and Emissaries [3]

"Please, provide a just punishment for his actions!" 

"And where is this Sergeant Horace at the moment?" Velmund inquired, hands steepling.

"After he was apprehended by the City Watch, I was told he was thrown into the dungeons. But I fear his position in the army will allow him a less severe sentence."

"Do you have witnesses to attest to your statement?"

"He has, young master…" said a familiar voice from a silhouette behind the window. "I was among the patrol unit who responded to the sergeant's drunken rampage. He caused quite the ruckus in Emma's inn, I can vouch for that. Horace sucked them dry of liquor and even harassed some female customers. He missed the whorehouse two blocks apart."