"We need to stop by Oreld’s shop, he has some supplies we may need,” Aubrin stated as she made her way towards the back door. “There is also a good chance that he will have some people hiding in his cellar.”
Aubrin forced a smile, trying to put the best light on the situation, “Plus we can make it to his shop by staying off the main road. Take a left out the door and left at the next alley. He’s only two buildings down on the right. He only has the front door so anyone who goes in will be exposed for a brief second. The rest can wait in the alley.”
As the party steps out the door Hobgoblins battle with townsfolk in every direction, except the alleyway. From the sounds of the battle, the whole of Phaendar is under attack. Bodies lie on the ground everywhere, run through by hobgoblin blades and left where they fell. A wolf howls in the distance, its eerie cry echoed by the screams of the dying.