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(Eureka, given that he's part Enderman, teleported out of the way of the wine before it hit. Regardless, it had an effect.)

Eureka's hand strayed momentarily toward his mighty spear, but he stopped himself. There were far better ways to catch the incompetent. Perhaps, Eureka thought, he should follow him. Eureka performed a quick ability which placed an astral trail on his target. He then found a dark corner and performed the time consuming spell innate to Endermen that would cloak him in shadow. Now with his form hidden and footsteps dampened, he followed his prey.

Later that night...

Varel felt a cold hand grasp his shoulder. There was Eureka Enderborn.

"Tell me something, mercenary. Did you think that would work? Do you think that the councilors would accept this strategy of yours? King Elessar would never accept a strategy that put his allies at such great risk. Especially one that came from a reported mercenary, drunkard, and uncouth man who is also suspected of stealing ancient tomes? I told the King everything. They don't have substantial enough evidence to arrest you, sadly being an idiot is not a punishable crime as there is ample evidence of that, but they have my word, and Aragorn trusts me. Enjoy the remainder of your stay in Minas Tirith. Though I doubt it will be easy with guards breathing down your neck, heh heh heh."

Without waiting for a response, Eureka teleported away.