After a few deafening seconds of silence, the citizens and students break into a wild spontaneous cheer. A few run over timidly and begin pelting the closer orcs with stones, either to belatedly be part of the fight, or more likely, to express their rage.
As a group, they rush to the visible members of the party, offering congratulations and thanks. The unconscious Mortimer and Victor are given succor and aid in the form of primitive medical help. A few impromptu bandages and both men are stabilized.
Among the survivors at the bonfire are a few people one might recognize. Fellow students of various studies. Notably absent are any spellcasters, any politicians or officials of the empire.
As the former captives are spreading out, looking far more relaxed and less haggard, it becomes apparent there are a large number of wounded among them. Ones you would recognize include Boromin, the dwarf from Dorac'z tavern and Glukma, a half-elf who had studied under Serbanas for a few years.
Boromin you've met before; Glukma you've never met on-camera, but he is well known. It is rumored that Glukma is a half-drow. Drow are very rare in the empire, often thought to be near extinct as they once were mortal enemies of the empire and were exterminated in a now-embarassing combination of a bueareacratic progrom and series of military campaigns from a few hundred years ago.
Both Boromn and Glukma are wounded and bandaged. Neither is conscious.
