To Athkatla's upper class, Solam was nothing but a walking source of trouble! They couldn't let him stay any longer.
In truth, if they hadn't been wary of Solam's status, they would have wanted to drive him out by force. But Solam was both highborn and powerful, and they had no desire to provoke him. That was why they had formed this delegation. Though its essence was still to tell him to get lost, their approach was gentler and more restrained. In any case, they would never admit publicly that they had driven Solam away.
After all, Athkatla's upper class needed to save face too. Faced with threats, not only did they refuse to punish the perpetrators, they instead had to drive away the person helping them. It was truly rather disgraceful. But they had no choice. They themselves were not afraid of the Church of the Dead Three or any other strange organization, but they couldn't bear the civilian casualties!
The current Athkatla was no longer the Athkatla of old. After Amn dissolved, the pride it had possessed as the capital of the great empire of Amn had already vanished without a trace. The citizens' morale was low, and if several more incidents of such massive casualties occurred, the situation throughout the city might spiral out of control. So even though this was indeed dishonorable, in order to preserve the stability of the entire city, they had no choice but to swallow their pride and ask Solam to leave.
But no matter how humble their methods or how lowly their attitude, one fact could not be denied: they had indeed driven Solam away.
And so, Solam was very unhappy. Though he admitted that these troubles had arisen because of him, and as a man, he had at least that