Thaldrin was unpacking a bit of his stuff at the top of the Inn, staring out of a window Thaldrin noticed something, there was Camps full of people, Last time thaldrin checked There wasn't supposed to be any camps, next thing thaldrin noticed that there was a catapult, a loaded catapult and many wyrns near it. *This doesn't look good* thaldrin thought staring out of the window and then the worst case scenario happened. the catapult launched a rock at a parapet destorying it in seconds, causing a bunch of Dark figures to come flying off of it, Debris felled down like a Castle made of cards. full anger Thaldrin grabbed her Arsekicker and ran out of the inn, 

*Can't I have atleast 1 FRACKING DAY to find a investor!, I just wanna make a fracking profit and THESE clowns are here wrecking my first FRACKING DAY!* thaldrin thought, full of rage as she grabbed a tiny bag full of gun powder, and a canteen full of mountain juice