"The sword is mine, or rather, I was sent to deliver it to an order of monks on this island by my uncle, who crafted the blade. As for why these ratmen attacked, and what caused this one to burn up like this, these are things I do not know. But, something seems strange about this." "...

I examine this smoldering husk specifically, to see if I can tell anything about who or what it might be.

Yeah, still fighting

I keep attacking the rat-creatures with my shortsword/dagger.

I let out a cry for help, gather my weapons and attempt to engage the figures by the window.
Any obvious signs of the sword nearby or on their possession, or, even still IN the case?

In the morning, I ask the barkeep if he would know anything about an order of monks on the island.

"An order of stew for me as well then, and a glass of wine to go with it, please, as well as a room for myself,"says Mithos, as he joins his travelling companions.

"So, what brings you fellows out here?"

Character: Mithos Sage Race: Half-Elf Class: Scout Age: 20 Height: 5' 2" Weight: 120lbs Eyes: Blue Hair: Blonde Level: 1 Experience: 0 Strength: 15 (+1) Dexterity: 16 (+2) Constitution: 16 (+2) Intelligence: 15 (+1) Wisdom: 13 (+1) Charisma: 14 (+1) Languages Known: Hit Points: 13 Armor Class: ...