An outraged windsoul genasi with deep scars and tattoos adorning his skull throws a fit near the docks about an apparent crime, demanding the nearby knights of Kohlingen to imprison the 'culprit' immediately.
"Don'tja feckin' sods keep tha' crime in check inna 'Holy City' o' yours!? I deman' justice ta be had!"
After the knights refuse to jail the man who had bumped into the windsoul on the spot, the genasi leaves irately, exclaiming that justice will be served in a way or another.