"Ha ha." The bald guard stated mirthlessly in response to Tortetarte's questions. "Unless you lot are considerably more powerful than you look and happen to have a small fortune in diamonds to give up, there's nothing you can do to help." Unlike Sydiri, this guard does have a sword at his hip. When Tortetarte gets too close to the dead woman he lays a hand upon his hilt. "No thoughts of looting and desecrating the dead now. We clear?"
Sydiri, who doesn't seem to be paying attention to her fellow guard's rudeness, seems very distracted by Marcon's display. "Oh, well, your words are greatly appreciated?" She says, sounding somewhat confused. "Though, if truth be told, we managed to hold this keep only because they made no true attempt to take it. They appeared out of nowhere in a flying castle, dropping rocks from above. Once after all the townsfolk had fled and the bridge was broken did they descend to uproot the Nightstone, bring it back to their castle and depart."
"There are systems of caves about a mile North of our town. It is possible that our people have taken refuge there to wait out the attack." The Damaran woman added in. Then, when the Tethyrian seemed to be starting to speak up, she continued more loudly, drowning out whatever he might have been about to say. "While I realize it has been days since the attack and plenty of time for our people to have returned- if we have others willing to investigate, then what do we have to lose?"
