"A farmer bit off some poor man's hand. Made the man go a bit
senile and the guards had to kill them both. The odd thing about
the whole thing is that neither one died till they got an arrow
through the head. I reckon it is some sort of black magic but you
didn't hear that from me." Magi replied as she looked up from the
sword she was making.
"One of the weirdos pounded on my door all night. Couldn't shoot
him up." A potter explained from nearby watching a stumbling man,
"Must have been kicked out the bars."