You head into the train station, looking for someone who can tell you what happened.
Elkus
"What happened here?"
"The work a demons, that's what!" A loud voice calls from the engine, apparently hearing your question. A dwarf with a graying beard hops out of it, and dusts himself off, a cloud of coal dust settling about him.
He approaches your small group, as a few dozen people of various races disembark from the train. They scatter, some in small groups, and are shortly gone from the station.
"We were leavin' the Balcony station," He says, his voice like the rumbling of stones, "an' all of a sudden, there was a rockslide! There's a cliff overlookin' Balcony, an' part of it just gave way! Now, I don't know what you all know about Balcony, but that cliff's where it got it's name, an' it's never spit out rocks like that. It's unnatural, I tell ya! Almost knocked the train right offa the tracks!"
He narrows his eyes. "It's the wizard, I tell ya! Ya've heard of 'em, a course! The wizard! He's makin' all this trouble!"