“Yes, [Guardswoman] Beilmark.”

“It could just be nothing, Senior [Guardswoman].”

“It does look like—smoke. Maybe it’s a traveller. Or bandits. Or whoever’s been robbing the farmsteads.”

“Not a full one, and that’s not our call. I’ll tell the Captain. You just keep an eye on it. I think she’ll put our best patrol on it. Punishment detail for breaking all those windows yesterday.”

“That’s Senior Guardsman Klbkch to you, rookie. Send a street runner to tell the Captain.”