[Barodir]

Barodir then entered the inn, sweat-beaded and dead tired. The other guests shook with a silent laughter at what Pio did to him earlier in the night.

However, he didn't bother to retaliate. The theif had been caught and slain, but the treasures had been lost. Also, the Elf theif had stabbed Barodir's left arm, which was now bleeding profusely and was starting to swell.

At sight of the wound, the guests stopped laughing and stared at him. Some gasped, but most were just silent.

He started to walk to a chair where his ale was, but he stopped halfway there. He looked about, took a step, and passed out onto a table...