The small crowd of commoners were led out into the wider room, past the bubbling fountain to the somewhat bloody mass of corpses that had been left after the party's attacks. [Url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/309477743517761537/410096019469238283/Capture.PNG]Eight in total[/url], seemingly with no pattern to who was captured. There was a mix of men and women, and although most were human, mirroring the largely human demographic of the city, there was a half-elf, an elf, and a dwarf among the captured. One of the men nearly fainted at the large amounts of blood pooling from the dragon's corpse, but the majority either looked away or were otherwise less affected. The old man continued his grumbling and griping as he was led from the cell, seemingly less than grateful to his liberators.

In his stead, the female elf spoke up, pulling back her hooded cloak to reveal her flaming red hair. "We were all grabbed from the streets," she replied to the bard's question. Most of us were grabbed from behind while walking alone in alleys, and a sack tossed over our heads. When we could see again, we were here with those fishmen guarding us. They took anything sharp or valuable from us, and we've been here since. It's hard to hear conversations over the noise from that fountain, but there was a lot of chanting going on."

The dwarf nodded and stepped forward, looking damp and sullen. "Aye, she speaks true. I was the first from almost a month ago, and I tried to pry up the grate, but couldn't get it open. Probably wouldn't of done us much good though; it smelled of sewage in there." 

"We just gonna stand around jabbering, or are we going to get out of this shithole?!" cried the old man. "I've got a life to get back to, assuming they haven't held my funeral yet, the damn ingrates." He stepped forward to the boat that gently tapped against the bridge with the flow of the current and stepped down into it, no longer willing to wait. 

"There is still more to explore," Eilina countered. "We coukd send someone back with the majority of the prisoners while the rest of us try to learn more, or we could just leave this to the authorities for later." It seemed as if she had no stake in it either way, but a gleam in her eye showed that she would likely volunteer to stay if that option was chosen.