A dockside spice peddler has died under circumstances most mysterious within sight of the Goose of Doom. By all accounts the peddler, known to folk as Old Baerem, was both unaccompanied and unaccosted while pushing his wooden cart through the snow when flames erupted from a blanket he wore over his head and shoulders to fend off the cold. Regulars of the Doom were quick to try and douse Baerem with snowmelt buckets but the flames were faster, turning him and his cart into a blazing hot pyre that reduced both to smoldering bones and ash.