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[Daz]

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As the zookeeper went over his testimony one more time for the night watchman:

“Yes, as I’ve said twice now, I was attacked tonight.“
“I was walking from the zoo to my house, over next to the Lyceaum. As I was walking through the courtyard, I was attacked. The figure was wearing a brown cloak, you know, like the one the monks wear. I never got a good look at my assailant.” The watchman’s eyes went foggy. Daz re-iterated, “I never saw what the person that attacked me looked like.”

“Yes yes, of course, your assailant.” Spoke the man

“Right. I defended myself and we fought.”

“I have no quarrel with you Mr. Zookeeper, sir. Why would we have gotten into a fight?”

Daz’s jaw dropped slightly. “Not you and me, my assailant and me.”

“Yes, yes, of course, your assailant.” Repeated the watchman. “Oh, oh,... it might have been one of them wild hairy she-orcs. Them’s scare me, ya-know.”

Daz blinked at the notion but was able to stifle a laugh. “Now look, I cannot tell you who did this. The person that did this stank really badly. Their breath was horrendous, like something out of a swamp cave. We fought ferociously. At one point I believe I saw a glimpse of red hair. I managed to chase this person into one of the rooms in the inn. Then I got the innkeeper to lock the door and I have the key. So you see Mr. Night Watchman, sir, we must go to the inn and arrest this person now.”

“Yep, that sounds just like a she-orc, lets be off.” Agreed the watchman as the zookeeper just scratched his head in confusion.

They walked right up to the door of the room that the zookeeper had locked his assailant into. In went the key and the door swung open. The room stood empty. The window had been opened and the wind blew the curtains ever so slightly. Daz sighed and looked off to his left feeling incredibly dumb. Windows, Daz muttered.

“There is no one in here sir”, came the voice of the Innkeeper herself snapping him from his inner turmoil.

“Nope, no one in there sir.” Echoed the night watchman.

The zookeeper smacked himself in the head and turned and walked off very disappointed with himself.

The night watchman’s voice called out jokingly to daz. “Now, you go be careful now Mr, zookeeper. Them She-orcs is no laughing matter. I will send word of all over the place with the upmost haste.” Daz growled in a low tone as the innkeeper and night watchman erupted into laughter. As he turned around one last time, he saw them mocking him. they were jumping around making allsorts of she-orc-like impressions. The laughter continued far down the street trailing the zookeeper's every step.
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