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Message: <blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 3409327" data-attributes="member: 11146">Wedged in the shadow between a wall and a water barrel, Maelicent stops to look for signs of pursuit or that an alarm has been sounded but finds that no one has chased after him and no cry of alarm has resounded.  From his hiding spot in the shadow of the barrel, Maelicent has a good view of the Admiralty's administrative offices and parade ground.  A battalion of giant-kin in the crisp yellow of the city guard plays at marching in formation up and down the training grounds to the south of the main building.  The din from the large crowd gathered in front of the broken gate just south of Maelicent's hiding spot is still voluminous, even at this distance.Back at the gate, Gamad tightens his hood around his head and casts a furtive glance at the cobblestone byway at his feet, but his secretiveness only serves to embolden the crowd.  The din of multiple whispers soon becomes an audible roar as the crowd first points then jeers at Gamad.  A small boy begins to throw pebbles at the dwarf and the grandfather standing beside the child makes no move to stiffle the boy's taunts.  "White beard, white beard, white beard, white beard!"  The officer frowns at Chev but answers.  "Fourteen dead, best I can count."  Turning his attention back to Brakkus, the officer nods and moves closer after Brakkus dismounts Chop Liver.  Leaning in to be able to hear Brakkus over the taunting crowd, the Commander nods a second time before replying, "Right, well, best to let him go for the moment.  Can't say what this crowd might do; they're riled up.  What's that you say?"  The officer is fairly well yelling by now just to make himself heard above the roar of the angry crowd.  "What happened?"  The man leans back and casts a look around the crowd, then looks at the gate.  Shrugging, he says, "I interviewed two or three of the bystanders what as said they was here when it broke loose.  Can't say for sure but it sounds like magic at work.  Twelve of the dead set to tearing each other apart.  The two guards standing watch at the gate at the time tried to stop 'em, but got tore up themselves.  I seen a lot in my life, but never seen no man get his head tore off like that.  Gotta be something from that citadel.  Magic's my guess.  Bet your arse the Admiral'll be calling on the wizards' guild after he gets my report.  Haven't I seen you around somewhere before?"  The officer peers more closely at Brakkus and frowns, uncertainty writ plain on his face.</blockquote>

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