The noblewoman took her bag bowing her head repeatedly, and quickly hugging Tehr quickly, seemingly relieved. "Oh I am glad you stopped that man, I didn't know something like this might happen here, in the slums maybe but here? I am in your debt, sir... What is your name?" She asked warmly and looked at Tehr's face up close, while several others were clapping.<br/><br/>"Good show." Someone shouted. The guard gave the thug a thwap with the shaft of the halberd, pointing it down at him as he began to rise. Watching the prisoner, manacles on the man's wrists now and a rope attached to it with another end in the guard's grip.