[Dron_Cah]

The old man, pauses to look back at the youngest of this group, who chooses to speak so boldly.
"I have little time for 'masters' and 'Lords,' young one; however, I have not the audacity to argue with you on that subject. If this group decides to allow me to travel with you, you'll find my rheumatoid (arthritis) is but a trifle. As for my safety, I will be safer with a group, as long as you intend me no harm. Besides which, I know when to get out of the way."
"And, as for your self-proclaimed 'Lords of Vision' here, I would say they are not to be sought after in Talryr. With the mobs still rampant, they will have difficulty returning order for some time. Whether one should seek them out otherwise, largely depends on the person." As he speaks. the old man begins to seem younger and more vibrant. There is certainly an energy there that is not visible upon first inspection.
Looking about the group for their consensus, the old man speaks again, "My suggestion from experience in these parts is to put some distance between us and this town. If you are so opposed, I would have to wonder why? I will not continue to linger near this place so great in violence and upheaval. I may not travel far this night, but I will be away from this accursed place!"
The last is not said as a challenge or an accusation, merely a statement. It is abundantly clear that this aged man (perhaps "geezer?") wants nothing more to do with Talryr, and may even be truly afraid.