The knight showed a smile as he began rubbing his wrists, the simple rope bindings used looking to be rough hemp and not exactly gentle on the wrists, but he did not seem too worse for the wear for it. "Answering that is both easy and hard. I saw a group of ruffians attacking a young lady and her dog trying to defend her. I gave them a rather stern warning in the form of letting a blade speak for me. They have some nasty cuts to go show a healer, but nothing life threatening, and since they threatened the virtue of a young lady it was only just. I also intended to ask any healers to report suspicious injuries to catch these fellows before they try again. Nonetheless, when I arrived to stop them one of them got a solid hit on the young lady's dog with his stone, almost killing the hound. While I was practicing a simple rite to restore some of its health, I got jumped by a pair of zealots, muffling my words and trying to tighten rope up on my arms enough to cut bloodflow. I thought of fighting them as well but the young lady was too near."<br/><br/>He closed his eyes. "They dragged me inside, though the hound was alive when I left at least, getting better, but the zealots did not seem to care for the girl or her earlier trouble, only that I had used magic." He winced. "I am in her majesty's service but also in service of the kingdom, and while I find it beneath myself to fight common street crime actively when there are bigger issues I don't ignore people in need when its happening when I can stop it without endangering something greater."