You drop your weapon and rush to the guard's aid. The surrounding bystanders look at you with disgust as you put your help her get to her feet. You half-carry her away from the marketplace.
"Thank you. They would have killed me."
She tries to walk on her own but stumbles.
"There's a Royal Guard outpost a couple streets from here, take me there."
Following her directions, you make it to the outpost. As soon as they see you, a couple Royal Guards rush out to help you. As one helps the injured guard make it into the outpost, the other speaks to you.
"Thank you for your help, citizen. I'm glad to find someone in this cesspool that doesn't hate us."
He hands you a pamplet.
"You should enlist in the militia. You have the right spirit."