As the crowd around the gallows reached its height a small flame danced across the cobblestone walk way, erupting into a circle around the platform. In a matter of moments the wood and rope of the hangman's noose was ablaze. Trying his best to blend in with the panicked crowd Errald danced this way and that, mimicking the scatter to the best of his ability.

Anyone watching could see an obviously cloaked figure who, by sheer coincidence, had been standing were the trail of fire had started.