Zarpox walks a few steps ahead, whit his sheathed falichon in hand. "Greetings!" he says smiling. "I assume you are Sir Seth Garrington of the Order of the Shining Blade, my lord." the warlock assumes, standing in front of the plated man. "My name is Zarpox, and I'm representing the Redtol Wyverns. I must inform you that these people are under our personal protection, and under the protection of our guild." he makes a pause, glancing if his diplomacy give some fruits.
He smiles again shortly, and speaks "As mister Bujune said, there are no law against our client staying in this city, therefore, as part of the righteous and lawfull members of this society that you are, of course, I ask you to respect the city rules, and leave this people be. They will be out of the city when they finish their highly important business. Until the, they will remain, as its their right, here in this city." he explains.
OOC: Diplomacy check? Bluff? Intimidate? Your call.