A report of what transpired on Alturiak 12th in Lower.

As a group of 7 newly gathered adventurers (Djiara Morsarkhal, Sylus Gray, Prophet Suleiman, Marid, Eve, , Vyktor, Barry Scholls) were about to depart from the Pissing Crone to a venture outside the gates of town, when we were accosted by a group of battle-ready men led by a man in Golden and Silver armor named "Anver", Roark, Council-candidate Reev, Otto of the Society and an unknown woman.

We hear shouts outside that the civilians are scared as the men are readying themselves for battle.

Without breaking a sweat, they assaulted us on the word of the one named Anver. Battle and Chaos ensues, we get defeated- and I run away for the gates.

Finding them locked, I try to run to the other exit of town to escape the murdering rampages of these fellows, Some of our men have already fallen, Vyktor, Suleiman, Marid. I break off running pass the Tribesmen, and try to reach the town the only other way I know how-

I come to the other gates which one side is left open, they let me in, escort me to the Watch house, Sheriff Azzam starts questioning me on why the riot started and frankly I had no idea. There were no conversations, no warning, no demands, no anything.

They simply went for our throats and slew 3 men for little reason I can explain.

My lack of knowledge on the cause of the assault left me locked up here for no reason as Sheriff Azzam thought it wiser to keep me under bars until this event was settled.

All I desire is a clean bed and water until you straighten this out.

- Djiara Morsarkhal