Where There's Smoke

[arlathvhen]

WHO: Beleth Ashara, Merrick Ashara, Sabriel Abhorsen, and Martin Walker
WHAT: A quest! And a house on fire. And this weirdo yelling at them.
WHEN: Firstfall
WHERE: Fallow Mire
NOTES: Undead, fires, crazy old guys, and Merrick

"We should help him."

Beleth looked as unsure as her voice sounded, as she crossed her arms and glanced over at the man in question. That man was currently having a bit of a meltdown, probably because his house happened to be blazing merrily. Beleth couldn't help but recall with a bit of guilt how she had written just a bit ago that this whole thing ought to be put up in flames. Well, she'd meant after all the occupants had left, for the record.

However, his distress was apparently not enough to overcome his dislike for the scouting group, because as soon as Beleth tried approaching him, he started shouting at her, waving his arms about and hollering about outsiders and not needing their help. The Dalish quickly retreated back over to the group, standing next to Merrick, and looking rather perplexed.

"Well. We can't force him to accept our help, I guess...?" She still didn't sound very convinced of the entire affair, turning to the rest of her team for their advice.

Comments

I'll go first then, I guess????

[sandsofhell]

A house on fire, and a man panicking all brought back some rather foul memories for Walker. Still he kept a professional state of mind. The person obviously didn't want their help at the moment. Or at least he was to far in a state of panic to really ask for it.

Thinking for a moment as he eyed the situation as it currently stood, he eventually shrugged. "No, we can't. And we can't exactly risk our own well being either." The house was lost as near as he could tell, unless their mage could put out the flames. They could do that, right?