Patrol of the Knight-Commander

Arriana stepped up to him, disarming him with a flourish of her swords, the knife flying into the wall. "Just a girl, eh? I think you underestimate us..."

The man raised his hands, "Uh, I give! You can take me in!"

Isolde tied his hands behind him roughly, "That's what I thought. Come along, we need to escort him to the barracks."

Arriana nods, sheathing her swords. "I'll follow your lead, ma'am...."

Isolde walked to the guard's barracks, "This man was caught breaking and entering. I would lock him up and search madam Persimmon's house to make sure he didn't hurt her."

Arriana stays quiet, simply following Isolde.

The guard took the thief in, locking him in a cell. Isolde headed out the door, "That ends my patrol for the night. One of the guards has it now. You should head back into the barracks and get some sleep."

Arriana nods, stripping her armor and leaving it in the armory. She took her swords to her bunk, where instead of sleeping she began to polish them.