You ponder whether to first visit Sir Elmhead or the Baron, and settle on the former after a moment.
In the meanwhile, you also ask the passerbies and citizens about the city, and they tell you of six districts: trade, scholar, noble, garrison and northern and southern quarters. The only buildings of note are the City Garrison, erected two hundred fifty years ago from thick stone and apparently with help of a Wizard. The Temple of the One is in the scholar district, and the majority of inns, workshops, brothels and shops are of course in the trade district.
Nobles have their estates in their own little district, in the east of the city. At this hour, you are told, Sir Elmhead is definitely seated in his office inside the city garrison, so that is where you go right away.
You walk all the way to the near-center of Marienburg, to the City Garrison. It is a thick, walled building with a narrow moat surrounding it, at it seems, from three sides, the drawbridge's side being the middle one. Crimson banners flutter from the three highest towers alongside the amber and white colored city banner and the blue crest with three golden lions sitting on a green field. Not skilled in heraldry, you can only assume it is the crest of Baron Thobing and his family.
A trio of swordsmen guard the garrison gate, and they watch you carefully as you cross the drawbridge with your horse in tow.
One of them, dressed in officer's cloak, steps forth to block your path. You do not recognize the insignia on his baldric.
"Stop, boy. You are armed, and with a horse, and I see you are no peasant. Must you be a Squire, then, or a messenger from abroad. Do tell what brings you here, but know that we do not offer alms, food or beds to strangers."