The guards run towards you, looking tired and confused. They are three young men, with small nicks and grazes visible on their faces. Kael recognizes one as Tomil, an earnest young man from a poor fishing family.
"The town is under attack!" Tomil pants, as he stops before you, hands on knees as he hunches over to regain his breath. "The world has gone mad. We have seen goblins all over the place, jumping off roofs onto people, setting fire to things, stealing food, killing dogs, and ... people. There are bodies!!" He trails off, shaking his head.
One of the other guards speaks up.
"We saw you fighting - thanks for your help! Where did you come from? Did you see more? Have you seen the sheriff?"
As he speaks you, you hear screams in the distance, and the three men raise their weary heads towards the source of the noise.
"We better go!" They offer, before bounding off. As they leave, you can make out, in the distance back towards the festival grounds from which you came, a goblin who is clambouring along a roof-top edge, seemingly following something below him. With a pounce he launches himself into the air, arms outstretched, blade coming down, before missing his target and hitting the ground head-first with a horrendous crunch.
Madness indeed!
OCC: Please role-play meetings, next moves, loot-sharing (if any), etc., and then decide where to head off to next. Jovik has set off south-west towards the harbour area. You can hear distant sounds of clashing swords, screams, and mayhem pretty much all around, albeit in lesser quantity than before. It does appear as if things are calming down at least a little (trust me!)
