The following statement was given to the Civic Guard (Wharf Garrison) commander on duty on 19.III.488 by Olin Bipreld, a mercenary hired by Floxod Uzzo to keep the active construction area in the Wharf District safe and clear of scavengers and thieves.

"I was conducting my evening patrol around the construction area when I caught two folks sniffing around under the docks. One of them was Menxrukian by the obvious tattoos on his arms and the other was a young woman. I told them to fuck off but they weren't listening, so I tried to clobber the Menxrukian once he got mouthy. The dark must have been playing tricks on me, because I didn't manage to do much more than swing at the air no matter how hard I tried. The woman spat fire on my chest, then caught me with some acid. Some sort of witch, I'd guess. A bubble of water appeared above her head after that and she drowned from it. More magic.

"With the woman dead under strange circumstances, the Menxrukian tried to flee once the alarm gone up. He must have had wings on his heels, because it seemed like he must have crossed the whole district in about six seconds. The other lads had seen the fire from the witch's breath and thought the worst, so everyone started to pile down there at the dock. Can't say as I blame them. Magistrate Drama showed up quick after that, along with a Tivaurd, but don't ask me which one, because those spooky blue-eyed fucks all look alike.

"One of the merfolk women the Floxod's hired showed up at some point in all that, but I couldn't rightly say exactly when. She looked pretty spooked and a bit sick after it was all done, and none of us could properly tell what or who had killed the witch. The Magistrate heard us out and sent us here, and that's it."