Ain't No Southbrook

All of a sudden, the storm clears as if by some kind of magic.

The thunder stops it crackling, the rain stops stomping on the rooftops.

The figure of on elf darts out it's door across the town to the armoursmith, arguing loudly.

From the Inn window you can only make out that there is something odd about this meeting.
The silhouette of who you can only assume is Zulir walks through the armourers door, then back out with him, a bundle of something in his hands.

The two are doing something over near the anvil, the furnace burning bright - then Zulir is gone again, sprinting off with his bundle.



All of a sudden you hear the Inn door fly open, running around the corner, you see John's figure standing in the doorway.
Alarm in his voice, "Are you all awake!?"