[color=00a99d][h2]Brunhilde[/h2][/color]

Brunhilde collected her wits after watching the younger ones' chat with the apparent leader of the thugs, and stood up. She worked out from the grisly scene that she'd been involved in some sort of fight. Nobody else was doing anything useful just yet, so she opened the tavern's back door. "I second that notion. I'll be back shortly," she said, and dragged the unimportant Red Banners' corpses out of the tavern.

A couple minutes later, she returned, dragging one of the Red Banners' jackets as a makeshift bag. It was filled with their weapons, valuables, and undamaged clothes, all bundled up and folded neatly. She took whatever daggers and knives she could find for herself, stuffing them into her travel pack, and left the rest of the loot on the floor for all takers. Out the broken window, one could see the bodies had disappeared - presumably into the ocean.

She sat down again and motioned for the tavern owner to come over, and readied her journal and pen. "Could you please tell me, in detail, exactly what happened here?"