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Hama of the Riddermark's post:
Hama started to make towards the door to get out, but the burning framework collapsed in front of him, blocking the door. He saw Hawthorne scampering away and cursed. He looked around franticly as the flames grew higher and higher around him. The smoke was asphyxiating and he gagged and retched, falling to his knees as he choked. "No" he thought "stand up, lying down makes you die faster.
The flames licked at the ham of his cloak, which began to catch fire. Hama jerked it away quickly, but it was a losing battle. Hama looked up to the ceiling and saw the burning roof creak. "Oh no..." he thought...
The bundle of burning frangments came down in a fireball onto Hama and he cried out in agaony. He flailed around and tried to bat out the flames, but it was hopeless. All his clothes were alight now, and his skin was burning. Using the last of what energy he had he ran at the window and dived. The glass shattered under his weight as he tumbled into the beergarden. A hobbit saw the flaming man come out of the window and lie still and shouted "Over there! Look, over there!"
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