"Yes there is a problem." The dwarven woman took a deep breath and sighed. "I think my apprentice went nuts. He came to work looking all brooding and weird and now he began to snarl and slash at anything, carcasses, still living animals, he even..." She raised her arm, showing a long cut in the sleeve. A bit off, and that might have been her arm.<br/><br/>"He's crazed, swinging the cleaver around in there. I best get the guards before he comes out and tryied to hurt a person, I hate what he's doing to the poor animals, I at least give them a merciful quick death but he's become like a ghoul in a warfield, relishing the bloodflow around him it looks."<br/><br/>The dwarf shuddered a bit hugging her arms under her bust. The push lifting the bust enough to give Tehr a view of a dark brown nipple on one of the ample breasts too.<br/><br/>"You got a horse? One of you get the guards here fast, please." She gestured at the direction of the watchtower to the distance. The place was fairly close to the outer wall at least. Not at the midst of Londinium.