Torvin kept barking his warnings, making sure the whole village could hear before setting his toolbox down, making sure the walls stayed sturdy enough to weather such a storm. He sighed, not so much worried by the rain but by the monsters who liked to take advantage of such situations as these, he had hoped these walls would keep upright through these thick winds that were bound to be coming. This seemed like a bad omen to come, Torvin did not want to see this place and it's people come to harm, that one thing was for certain. He'd just hope that most others would be stashing themselves away in their huts or homes, making sure their loved ones came to no harm.

He'd hope his warning was timely and not a warning too late, he peered around shortly, spotting a fairly young lady, still out and about. Torvin called out to her loudly, wondering why she seemed to be idling so, without a worry about the oncoming danger.

[b]"Excuse me miss! Did you not hear that a storm is brewing? Go inside with your family where it's safe! Believe me when I tell you that you don't want to be caught out here in this mess!"[/b]