The bells sounded.

[b]"Hm?"[/b] Ursaren's head perked up, his attention to his alchemy suddenly halting for a few moments. Normally bells meant one of two things, which were either a big event that was being conducted like a temple gathering, or something was very wrong. Ursaren figured the former wasn't the case, since he'd not seen a temple in this village, nor a chapel or steeple to identify. If there was any such place he'd likely have spent his time there instead. His suspicions were confirmed by one of the people he was treating.

[b][color=darkslategray]"The warning bell? W-what's going on, dear Priest?"[/color][/b]

Ursaren stood from his chair before looking out the doorway to the rest of the hamlet, grunting to himself before he glanced back inside the room. [b]"Trouble, no doubt. Rest easy, everyone. I'll be back soon."[/b]

As soon as Ursaren stepped outside of the building, he waved over the nearest few guards that he could. As soon as they arrived, Ursaren gave them an order. [b]"Stay here and make sure whatever's attacking doesn't get to any of these people."[/b]

[color=darkgray]"What? When did we start taking orders from you?"[/color]

[b]"Trust me, you'll be far safer here than up there. That, and I'm far more suited to fighting then I might let on."[/b]

The guardsmen were skeptical, but they nodded solemnly as they took up post. Ursaren, meanwhile, had begun his run towards the tavern. His shield was strapped along his back, and for an old man the Priest of Maestus could certainly move quickly. It was probably the kind of blood that coursed through his veins that kept him going as fast as he did. It was only a matter of around thirty seconds before the old man burst through the doors of the tavern and looked to his comrades, all gallivanting around a table.

[b]"We've got trouble. Likely the Rogs from the other day finding our trail and chasing us."[/b] Ursaren stepped over to the table. [b]"I'm afraid the drinking and socializing will have to be put on hold. From the sounds of it out there, it's not a small scale horde."[/b] Ursaren explained. Truth be told, he didn't care if it was a small horde or a large army, he wasn't going to let innocent people die from this mayhem.

[b]"Do you think the townsfolk would attempt to harm me if I let [color=ed1c24][i]him[/i][/color] out?"[/b] Ursaren asked to his companions. Hopefully they'd catch the emphasis and know what Ursaren was talking about. The last thing the party needed was a bunch of town guards and watchmen assaulting a bear that just wanted to help defend everyone.