This would take place during Jarmok, Maal and Dale's patrolling of the woodlands.
Sayer's small writing desk was cluttered with scraps of papers. He wrote out several notes regarding this evening's attack on the eastern side of town.
Blazing buildings, dark denizens, viscerated villagers, stealthy snipers. Sayer had hastily scribbled the specifics of the events on numerous pieces of parchments. He sorted through his notes and began composing his report for Julius. He wrote quickly and fluidly, summarizing in his beautiful handwriting the events of the evening. He then listed the specifics: the number of buildings that burned, the number of citizens that were killed, the number of corpse-eaters that were among the buildings, and finally the number of archers that were defeated.
There was one detail that Sayer could not include in his report: why? Why did this attack happen? Sayer would want this question answered before writing a similar report to the Arch Duke of Kurr.
Sayer formulated a thought. Julius may have that answer. Surely he would be awake at this hour, having been alerted to this evening's incident. If Sayer could present his report to Julius now and make some casual inquires...
Sayer stood, and prepared his report for delivery. After sealing the parchment with wax, he wrapped his cloak around himself and stepped out into the evening air.
