The group finally assembled, Magistrate Ironshirt brushes a few crumbs from his beard and addresses you. "I believe you've all met our new constables. I'm sure they will make a fine addition to the squad." He pauses and clears his throat. "Now I've had your reports and I know you've got some great idea of the threat posed by this lot of orcs you've found out in the boonies. That's all well and good, but we've got real threats and criminals right here in 14th that need your attention. I've just had a report that the Brotherhood of Eleven is thought to have something going right here in our own bailiwick. So here's how it is, you've got 48 hours to find some evidence of a real threat to the city out there or I want you back doing the job I pay you for rather than out wandering the countryside. Is that clear?" He gives you all a hard look and then continues, "Now get out there and work these foolish notions out of your system. I want you back here looking into this Brotherhood business in two days flat. And don't think I've forgotten about the crazy druid you still haven't managed to round up. And another thing, take care of yourselves out there. I can't have my people getting killed on some snipe hunt." Having really worked himself up he storms out with a final, "Now enough jawing, with you lot off I've got to see to the protecting of the fine citizen of the 14th."