As our heroes pulled into Red Larch, a small caravan had just arrived. Several townspeople gathered around them, their voices full of worry and dismay. “Did you hear? Beliard was attacked!” “I heard it was a tornado!” “The town has been demolished!” The strange on-goings of the Dessarin Valley was coming to a peak. The people were frightened and it showed on their faces.
For the moment, there wasn’t much our heroes could do. They needed rest and supplies before they could be back in fighting shape.