The man barely manages to pull his blade out before you strike him down. He grunts, trying to grip his head but ends up just dropping to the ground in pain. Eventually he passes out, leaving you alone in the alleyway. For now. As you moved out from the alleyway two figures approached. One was a dark-haired man, he looked like a Kherjit. Strange, considering you were far from Kherjit lands. And with him was an orc. Only a little bit taller than you, but better armed and armor. He wore banded iron and had a large polearm on his back. Looked well kept. [b]"Whoa there! Are you all right? Well.... I guess you're alive, at any rate. I'm not sure that we can say the same for the other fellow. That's one less thief to trouble the streets at night, although Heaven knows he won't be the last.... Anyway, maybe you can help me with something. Let's talk more inside. Out here, we don't know who's listening."[/b] The man motions you to a nearby inn. The orc stays silent, but he doesn't seem to be paying too much attention to you, but rather to the others around you. It was like he was on the look out for something.