The bandit is doing his best to be cooperative, getting tied up in little time or fuss. The street still covered in the throes of battle and dead bodies and blood and scorch marks. Watching and hearing all of this with some interest but keeping his thoughts to himself. Especially about the lovely whore with the armor, making sure to look as though he is not staring at her ass as the 4 of you argue amongst yourselves.<br/><br/>Meanwhile the screams and various other sounds up north continue, with the peasant folk doing something interesting up there. The street still dead quiet, with the other woman folk locked up in their homes and hiding.