Grindi: *heading back after a day of work at the House of Artificers, head in the clouds*
Grindi: *or as much as a dwarf's head can be*
Rae: *sits on the edge of the road, holding her ankle* Ohhh..*winces* Ouch. I knew this would happen.
Grindi: *?* You fine there, lass?
Rae: *baleful look* No, sir. I...I think I hurt my ankle. *pulls up her skirt and it looks sort of blue-ish*
Grindi: well, let's take a look at it. *crouches down to examine* that's a nasty bruise you've got there
Rae: *flinches* Yes, sir, and it really hurts. *bats her eyes* If it wouldn't be too much trouble, could you help me to my house? I'd be forever grateful.
Grindi: *smirks and puffs up* sure, lass. *emphasizes the lass and offers his hand*
Rae: *struggles to her feet and leans heavily on the dwarf* Oh, thank you! My house is just over there.
Grindi: *helps her, practically lifting as they walk*
Rae: *points to a small, non-descript house* That's it right there. It should be unlocked, if you could just help me inside...
Grindi: *nods* just hold on, nearly got you there...
Rae: *opens the door and shuffles inside, makes eye contact with two elves waiting in the dark* On the sofa will be just fine.
Grindi: *leads her there and never sees it coming*
Rae: *nods at the elves and they grab him from behind, knocking him out with a sleeping drug* Excellent. I think the ciy will be pleased with this one.