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" Well, I was here, walking along, minding my own business. This rough looking group of folks, they'd been into the drink a bit, came sauntering down the walkway. "
Bhalag pauses a moment to look at the dead dwarven drunk, then continues.
" That poor old sod was getting it on with one of the ladies. He'd had a couple of drinks himself, it seems. Maybe if had had a real Mror constitution, instead of being one of these soft southern dwarves, he would of seen that bolt coming. Oh, I suppose I'm getting a bit ahead of myself.
Those thugs there, the dead ones, and the ones that are tied up, they came running at this group of folks, and got blasted with some kind of spell burst, real colourful it was, and a bunch of 'em go down. That's when that dwarf got himself killed. Three guys with crossbows, I figure they were up on that balcony. The burning one, yeah?
Anyway, the muggers that don't go down, well, there the ones being dead now. One of 'em killed by those cowardly fellows up on the balcony. Not much for loyalty in this town, it seems.
So, all of a sudden this skycoach comes out of nowhere and tries to land. I didn't really get a good look at what happened, but that guy, the one missing his leg, I think he stepped out and got burned by one of them folks, the ones being ambushed. Might of been the lady the poor dwarf liked. So, the skycoach takes off, and then the crossbowmen crawl away. Real cowards, those fellows. Not like the orcs in the Holds. They'll come down to kill you face to face.
Anyway, just after that I guess, the tower catches, and the folks that were being attacked left the scene, but after they tied up those two fellows for you. I guess they didn't want to trouble you too much. They didn't seem much interested in going after the snipers, though.
That's it really... About half an hour ago it happened, I guess. Maybe a little less. "
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