As the dust clears, you take the briefest moment to collect your thoughts, then sprint down the road toward the church. As you round the last house, a horrifying sight meets your eyes: the church is burning.
A harried-looking Father Brelden is hurrying among several prone figures, the more placid and graceful Rainfall following behind with a look of intense sadness on her face. As he passes near, you notice a gash on Father Brelden's forehead that he seems to be ignoring. He mutters worriedly, "Have to get to Sir Aundors, have to make sure to save that arm. Have to save something for Sir Aundors."
You see Squire Mainor rushing about with Deepshadow, Romi, and Aurua, trying to put out the fire. Sitting on the ground and roaring in pain is Sir Aundors, whose mangled left arm is being unsuccessfully tended to by Coman.
In the center of all this commotion, a mountain of a man, dressed in uncured leathers hung with dozens of feathers and bones, lies dead on the grass. Sir Aundors' greatsword pins him to the ground through the midsection. Near him is the partially-decayed corpse of an enormous polar bear.
Lying unmoving atop one of the barrows, looking serene, is Moonglow. There is a black scorch mark in the center of her chest, and she is not breathing.
