When the unknown woman screamed, Roan had just thought a plan to acquire some of the leftovers from before without raising any alarms about his actions and was in the middle of deciding the best way to keep the food from spoiling. Startled, he turned his head from one side to the other and saw on the faces of the crowd that this wasn’t a part of the festivities. Soon his ears were attacked by what could only be considered a mockery of a song, whose lyrics, if one could even call it that, clearly demonstrated the intentions of the singers.

 “What in the name of the nine hells, is the town guard doing?!” Roan said aloud, his voice muffled to all, but those close to where he was by all the noise of what had become a battleground. Doing his best to ignore the distracting shrieks of those fleeing in panic, he gave a quick glance around him to assess the situation before joining the fray. Taking note of those close to him that hadn’t ran away of the conflict, his face showed a glimpse of recognition when he saw a man ready for combat a few yards away, the same one he had competed against earlier.

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