"I may need binding, but I will live," Talin says, gesturing to his leg wound after a rudimentary examination of the axe. "I can tell nothing of this axe, but that it is not Arthedainian. It is come from elsewhere, mayhaps Rhudaur or Cardolan, mayhaps even further. I'll warrant that these are no Arthedainian men, either."
"A warrant that I believe will stand firm," William says. "Now, the Prince was having a conversation with a woman and he did not look happy about it. I was about to sneak around so that I could try to listen to their conversation when these men attacked. Do you think there are more about?"
William will try to see if he can spot anyone watching them.