Slowly the figures take form and features can be seen as your lights shine on them.
Spoiler: Figures take form
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”Bok!” the dwarf captain suddenly shouts in alarm, recognising the tall intimidating muscular bald man with tattoo lines covering his greyish skin.
All the other guards were standing back or had occupied themselves elsewhere, leaving the captain to address this on his own. Meanwhile the three light guards still followed sheepishly from behind at a safe distance.

”s, sorry captain. This one hasn’t got any papers.” one of the light guards managed to mutter.
The captain replies furiously with both alarm and frustration.
”Nevermind that! Bok, you still have two days left in the stocks! What are you doing out!?”
The dwarfs face was red with anger at this defiance. The tall one called Bok merely shrugged. It was then the shorter and much hairier man spoke. His words were slurred and the stench of alcohol and vomit was permeating strongly from him.
“Ti’sh orr ok.” he managed to roll the words out as he sway about, struggling to keep his eyes a focused. “Tis ok. Dis is mah noo fr’nd. ‘E ‘nna come too.”

The drunkard mutters some more nonsensical things, possibly in another language.
DC 10 perception to notice the paper in his hand is his paper of passage. (At disadvantage unless you walk close to him.)

Everyone else just looks around at each other, unsure what to do and looking for someone’s lead. Even the dwarf seemed momentarily lost for words or actions, this could be due to the situation being above him or that he was simply frozen by rage.

The giant of a man just stood there and gave a toothy grin but still said nothing.