[RE] sticks & stones to break your bones

random event What potent things those feathers are. The Rathskeller, mostly dry save for where alcohol has long since soaked into the wood of the floor and the bar, caught fire instantly. There was no need for Loren to flick the feather about, and indeed, the trio would likely receive minor burns given how quickly the blaze erupted. All burned. The wine-spiders who had lived there for centuries. Chunk, rest his fat soul poison-sensing soul, and importantly, the monsters, all were trapped within. The fire, magical rather than mundane, blazed merrily reducing everything to ashes, yet blissfully halting as it reached the tunnel up towards the temple, given the moist earth, and the snowy street on the opposite end.