"If you help me kill the witch, I'll do whatever you want." The curious grin on Vanrius' face melted away to be replaced by a firm expression of resolution, somehow, he had sensed that these people had gathered and united against the witch, Venrius knew that he had to make himself seem as useful as possible to be allowed into the group, stepping past the gathering, he walked up to Char and said "Hail, I am Corinthio of the Roads, wandering blade." said Vanrius, patting his cutlass for emphasis, he was confident with his disguise, there were many such wandering sell-swords in the land, and he could easily pretend to be one, he was even confident in his false tale of revenge against the witch, revenge for a murdered sister, in reality, the King had demanded the witch's death for her power, he sensed it flowing within her and he wanted a potential threat to be eradicated prematurely.

Vanrius smiled, hoping that the young human would accept his tale, but he knew the consequences of being discovered would probably not be dire, nonhuman races were common enough in the world that some no longer cared, still, Vanrius would prefer to avoid potential trouble. He continued on in his speech "So, you go to slay the witch, I must join you, for the time of my revenge is at hand!" Said he with a furious tone.