"Hm, it would appear or rampant harassment of a dragon has somehow led to a cluster of mages fighting a dragon." Al said, staring at the ongoing battle.
"Well my friend, the town's more or less screwed at this point. There's only one thing to do now." he said, hopping down from the wagon and scooping an armful of bread loaves from a nearby stall.

"We have to loot everything we can carry and ditch town. It'll just burn or get magic missiled anyways, so really we're doing everyone a favor at this point."