"I'm sorry, I must be boring you," Chastley says, noticing your frowning expression. The commander stands, walking around his imposing desk to offer his hand to you. "The last attack, I think we lost three men when a spider knight ambushed a patrol, killed three. They had been hiding on the cliff, and the bird folk never saw them..." he leads you to the door, his efforts at chivalry challenged by the narrow corridor and his decision to lead the way to the door, although he does have the manners to hold it open for you.<br/><br/>As you step over the grass, brushing away any fleck of paint that the metal of your armour scrapped from the wall, the commander instructs a guard to take you to some form of accommodation, mentioning to ensure that "they are compensated". The guard, a brown haired individual with pockmarked tanned skin and a large nose, leads you through the narrow streets, carrying a stout spear augmented by a sideways thrusting spike. The weapon is adorned with a purple banner like most others you have seen.<br/><br/>Eventually you stop outside a three walled building of wood and white mud, the forth side propped up against the earthen wall of the fort. Your escort calls for the occupant, a woman named Jessa and her young son, who appears and is offered 4 wooden coins to stay somewhere else. Jessa agrees and the pair walk away, stopping only to collect a carved piece of wood crudely resembling a soldier for the boy. "It's now yours," the guard says simply.