"I'm not certain what an orbital bombardment is- sounds unpleasant- but the nautiloids are ships similar to your own in that they can fly and travel between planes. More tentacles though. You can find remnants of a crashed vessel out that-a-way," He said, gesturing in the sort of vague direction behind himself, to indicate that one would need to leave the city to find it.

"And the ones above Baldur's Gate, ah, opened fire as it were."

He tilted his head, "All second-hand accounts, of course. I was out of the city on business. Had a family reunion to go to. And a funeral. That sort of thing."

Astarion shrugged the shoulder, "As for the brain, I was quite surprised to find the river and ocean unsullied as well. When I heard the news I was certain the waters had turned into elder brain soup."