A few heavy knocks sounded from outside the door of Michael’s bedroom. As the guard captain, he lived in the adventurers’ association for free and had one of the nicer upper rooms.
This better be important, he thought to himself as he got up and opened the door enough to have his head poke out since he slept naked.
A soldier with a stern expression stood in front of him.
“Sir. There’s a developing situation. Would you like the report now?”
“Give me a minute.” Michael sighed, closing the door. He put on a simple shirt and pants before leaving his room and joining the soldier in the hallway.
“Report.” he tiredly gazed at the guard.
“A man named Alevo came to the garrison early this morning, before the sun came up. He claimed to be from a small hamlet southeast of here. He said the hamlet was being harassed by tiny demons.”
Michael had a quizzical expression. “… demons?”
“His words, sir.”
“Hmm. I’ll question him. Where’d you put him?”