[WarBringer]

Valthalion arrived in the middle of the Inn and immediately began looking for a way to help. Smoke was thick throughout the area, and in some parts the fire was still raging. He moved toward the bucket line to help, but felt a hand on his shoulder. A man with a beard spoke to him urgently-"I believe that we can keep the fire subdued for now. You would be of more help if you went down to the cellar and tried to save some of the Inn's Store. If we want to revive the Dragon, we'll need food and drink. Now go, and send for help if you need it."

Valthalion nodded and headed down to the cellar. As he descended, a dark figure darted past him, but it was too dark to make out who it was. Shrugging, Val continued to the cellar. The smoke was thick throughout the room. There were small fires here and there. Finding a bucket, he was about to head up the stairs for water when he heard a moan coming from a pile of barrels. The color drained from his face, and he ran toward the voice. "WHO's THERE?!" he yelled at the top of his lungs.

From behind the barrels,a voice rang out. My name -cough- is -cough- Roa. Help me quickly!" Valthalion wasted no time, and, using all his might, he managed to move one of the fallen barrels and began to look for the woman. He found her huddled on the floor, coughing and choking on the smoke. He lifted her off the ground, and brought her up the stairs, praying that she was alright.