The councilman manages to pretend that the hungry hungry half orc doesn't exist and adresses the precense of arms. "The town watch has four cermomonial swords that they wear. They are kept sharp but hadn't been drawn for use in a decade when these attacks started... One of them is now owned by the bandits, and I've seen one of them carry it, so apparently he thinks its an adequate weapon." He pauses to take a drink of wine, seeming both angry and embarrassed at how his town has faired. "In any case, three remain that you two could use, and there are some bows that members of the council use for hunting... I'm sure your followers could find some clubs or something...."
Outside the wagon, Redarn watched Ranica loping alongside and after a while coughs and says "uh, nice day for it..."