I turn at the sound of the ballroom doors slamming open only to see you, the thief from a few weeks ago, being dragged in while kicking the guards to try and get away. I notice that everybody is now staring at you and decide to take matters into my own hands. The guards stop in front of me and I speak to them, acting like you aren't trying to attack anyone in your reach. Take them to the dungeon. I'll deal with them later.
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