Francis ducks out of sight and then gets an idea. After a small amount of time fiddling with the bottle that holds the dust he walks out into the open, "Hello there mister tall and dark, I am one of your lords friends and i wish to speak to him. Now you can either kill me and he would get angry because he most likely either wants to kill me himself or wants to talk to me or you can escort me to wherever he is in this horrible city." Francis says to the shadow who had just hovered by.