Atisha scowled as the others began to amass what little information they had. Which in all honestly, was next to none. The shopkeeper had no idea why he would be attacked, only rumors linked the attackers to a possible unknown culprit, and the only course of actions so far suggested was to tell the guards. Which, if Atisha was correct, would be pointless anyways. The leader of the attack escaped, one killed himself, leaving only one who, if Atisha's memory did not betray her, had a broken knee cap.<span style="color: goldenrod">"So we tell the guards of the attack, but than what? There's only one person who could tel us anything, but I doubt he's in any mood to talk... If he still alive."</span>Atisha remembered what the other attacker did, and no doubt once the injured one came to he would kill himself just the same. In the end, they had no evidence of who these people were. Or did they?<br/><br/>Atisha knew there was a rather extensive archive here in the city. It's not the greatest, but such sources of knowledge was rare. It was there that maybe they could discover at least something that linked the attackers to something. But there must be something else...<span style="color: goldenrod">"Did any of you get a good look at the attackers? Did you notice anything particular about them? Perhaps they said something that we should know about? Anything will help."</span>