[h3]Bartholomew[/h3]

D'arcy composes himself swiftly at the appearance of the being known as Bartholomew. He sets his jaw and corrects his posture.

"You're not from around here. Good. I am pleased that our somewhat abrasive introductions did not dissuade what reason you possess. I am sure you witnessed the crowds. You can see that we stand upon a powdered keg. I do not wish to see this peace shattered by [i]mouse theft[/i], goodman. I'll take what help I can get."