<strong>"It went like this. A little over a week ago I was minding the shop, like tonight. There was a racket outside, so I unlatch the shutters and look out the window, but nothings there. After I locked the shutters back, I could have sworn I heard some footsteps, but nobody was around. It was very strange, so I started checking the inventory in the front of the store. Everything seemed in order, but I felt a breeze and sure enough the door was wide open. I locked it and looked in the back. To my misfortune I found one of the crates had been taken, according to the logs it was supposed to be sent out east in the morning. It's contents were intended to go to a barracks in Dordell. It was ordered by Captain Feril."</strong>, the man recalls with a long-winded explanation,<strong>"What bothers me is, if the thief knew what was in the crates, why didn't they wait until the next shipment? This crate was mostly healing herbs, bandages, splints, and what have you. The only items of real worth inside was an enchanted sword commissioned by the Captain and some minor potions. If they had waited until tomorrow, the crate would have been filled with weapons and other valuables of good quality. Now the old man is going to hire guards and close the shop early."</strong>