Rory bows deeply and doffs his hat. "I must apologize for the manners of my companion, Zarzim," he says, in his most ingratiating manner. "His gesture was not intended to show disrespect to you, but rather was to display his contempt for and animosity toward your common enemy, the -" pause - "Theocrat [said in a slightly distasteful manner]."
"As for how to leave the city of Belynar," the bard continues, "there is a descending staircase yonder [points to Building A]. Perhaps, if it would not fatally weaken your company, you might leave a small detachment or legation here in the city, to represent your army's interests. Several of the other races hereabouts have posted embassies in the city, to monitor the activity of the Royal Roads, and it might serve Your Highness to do the same."