Lizard Fighter kept his eyes and mind on the job at hand. Those reptilian eyes twitching this way and that when something moved. Rats, cats chasing the rats, and some debris shifting in the errant breezes. The girls talked again, getting a mental sigh from the male. Oh, they were saying it was time to get back to the garrison to report. Great! He walked with them, just because the shift was over didn't mean they wouldn't be dragged into something else.

Thankfully things stayed quiet, the return trip uneventful as they made their way into the barracks. The Archer Girl was finally losing energy after her big yawn. So there was a bottom to that particular well, huh? Like the others he dropped off the torch and shield and made his way to the captains office.

Archer Girl gave a good enough synopsis about the nights events. A little vague though. [color=red]"The drunk was arguing with the tavern keeper and some intimidation made him run home."[/color] He clarified as the Guard Captain nodded and handed the group the paper to give the Guild. Which was probably closed up for the night.

Lizard Fighter pocketed the parchment before leaving the building with the two girls. [color=red]"Alley camping or an inn?"[/color] He asked, obviously not caring which the group did.