Shouts could be heard through the night "fire!"...."help"...."get him!". Each entrance to the tavern has burnt marks, as does the underground hallway to the library, and outside the blacksmith.
A human, two orcs and a dwarf run throught the town, swords drawn and ready to kill. Smoke rises up as they chase another orc throught the streets. "get him!," one shouts. They are seen gathered around swinging there swords. Then...they back off, swords freash with new blood. "He shall cast no more fires."
The account of last night as told by Ezor Edwickton
Fires burning
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