The people around were discussing in hushed tones what the mercenary group was up to at this time.
Then they waited until a small red flag started fluttering atop the distant surrounding wall.
Hawke looked up at the flag waving on the city wall, a signal telling him that the siege was now complete.
It was time to deal with the situation at hand and take action.
It was certainly not the time to draw hasty conclusions based on what he saw before him or to be underprepared in his thinking.
But the command he received was that Violet must solve the problem.
So even though he still harbored curiosity and questions about the true identity of this tavern, there were no other choices left for him to make at this moment, and he drew his weapon.
The sharp long sword made a metallic scraping sound as it was pulled from its scabbard.
The sound obviated the need for further consideration of the problem at hand.
Meanwhile, in a nearby attic,