There comes a time in the life of every simple human male when he must critically examine his own judgement. In my case, I hope that moment will arrive in approximately half an hour, by which point I will have incapacitated several members of the City Watch of Waterdeep.
Before any further assessment takes place, I would like to stress that I did not intend to provoke an all-out melee in the middle of a pre-existing riot. When I saw the Watch Officer assaulting one of my Dock Brothers, I felt compelled to act. I attempted to snatch the injured man from the clutches of the officer. It was my hope that I could roll out of sight and vanish into the crowd.
I believe that The Lord Lathander smiles upon such an optimistic can-do attitude.
Unfortunately, this maneuver proved only partially successful. I am happy to report that the officer is no longer hitting my Dock Brother in the face. However, the officers of the City Watch have turned on us with great ferocity.
My companions are bravely counter-attacking. Viola in particular is throwing herself into battle with elan. Though she is a thief, she is possessed of a true warrior spirit. With proper guidance, she could be a great mercenary some day.
I sense the half-orc is disappointed in me, and this makes me sad. I strive to set a good example for younger creatures and I have fallen short.
They say that in moments of great peril, one’s life flashes before one’s eyes. I can confirm that this is true: As I attempt to slash the neck of a Watch Officer, I see my grandmother in my mind’s eye. She is lecturing me about how religious piety is no excuse for impulsive behavior.