Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

-- He'll come with us, spend the night in the dungeon. No time, let's go straight to the burgomaster. I just need to pick up our guys. Cheers, Volodya. I wish I could learn to do that too. Alright, let's move.
The guards remain on duty, while the preacher, the drunk, and the scoundrel are brought before the burgomaster with utmost urgency.

-- Report.

- My brother Arno and I met this fellow in a tavern, - Voldemar gestures towards the drunk and recounts the details of their conversation, but doesn't mention the potion.
- We found it strange that some stranger decided to "help the poor guy" so easily. Of course, this didn't prove anything yet, so we decided to check it out.
- Arno went with him, and I followed quietly from behind.
- Instead of one "acquaintance," they were met by three...
- I wanted to quietly approach and see what was happening, but this bastard - he nods towards the scoundrel. After all, it was him who jumped out first, right? - noticed a noise and "called" the others, and two more. Some guy and a woman.
- Well, we had no choice... Five against two. Axes, daggers, a club... And the woman wasn't simple either... A witch... In short, three of them are no longer with us, the woman managed to escape, and this one... is here...

Then, Voldemar tells about the place where the skirmish took place and indicates the direction in which the woman fled.