I think we should find this Captain Toma #95

Captain Deron thanks you again as you leave.
“Well THAT was uncomfortable,” mumbles Valda. “I was dying to say something in there but you weren’t kidding,” she pokes Dorbane, “I was invisible…at best!”
“That’s not how women are treated in society,” says Dagan. “The military, however, is a male dominated environment. It’s not that we don’t believe in or trust our females. We treasure and hold our mothers and sisters very dear and precious to us. I…hope you were not offended.”
You’re a bit surprised when the Gypsy’s expression softens and she smiles.
“Not if you put it like that,” she replies. “That’s…nice to hear, actually.”
“Wonderful,” you snort, “now that we all feel good and tingly all over, can we move on?”
Valda glares at you. You ignore her and smile over at Aggie, who has been completely silent this whole time.
“I think we should keep you with us for just one more stop, then we’ll escort you home, alright?”
“Thank you,” she says, but her eyes flutter for Dagan.
“I’m sorry, my friends,” he says, looking away from the barmaid, “but I cannot enter the human camp. Perhaps I can meet you later, for a drink at The Three Swords?”
“Call it a date,” says Valda…and one of the guards standing close by growls.

Thousands of soldiers march through the streets and alleyways. The surrounding fields are brimming with Evolu, Kutollum and Humans drilling and practicing their craft of warfare. The humans seem to be friendly with both dwarf and elf, but the two foreigners openly avoid one another.
It isn’t long before you ask the right guards, and you’re directed to Captain Toma’s quarters.

You relate the entire tale to Toma in full, each of you testifying of what you saw and experienced.
“This is terrible!” the Captain gasps. “This will not be tolerated in any fashion,” he adds, the anger in his voice swelling. “Not on my watch.”
He’s an older human, round in the middle and seemingly well respected by the men. You feel comfortable in his presence. He also treats the ladies and Dorbane with thoughtfulness and respect—having seats brought for both Aggie and Valda.
“I may have some idea’s of where to start investigating.” His attention seems to be drawn away and he almost mumbles to himself. “Yes, I think I know where to look first,” he looks up at you, “…and who to question. You, my young friend, have done me a great service! This whole city could go up in flames if something so horrid had actually come to pass.”
Looking to the ladies, he smiles compassionately, “You must be exhausted—here, let me send for drink and perhaps some food?”

Accept the food and drink, go to page #106
Decline the food and drink, go to page #96