Although he was drunk, his instincts as a watchman were no less sharp. In fact, Durwith believed his instincts worked 10 times better when he had a flagon or 2 in him. Out of the corner of his eye, Durwith noticed a shady deal going down in an alleyway. He looked around for a nearby watchman to report it to, but found none. After looking about, Durwith shrugged and continued on walking. Upholding the law wasn't his problem anymore anyway.

Soon enough, Durwith came upon the goblin fight pavilion. The proprietors were running a few preliminary fights to weed out the weaker goblins so that only the stronger specimens featured on the day of the main event. After finding himself a good spot to watch the action, Durwith went to find out what the odds were for the next fight.