[Esgallhugwen]

Esgallhugwen had been caught deep in thought not noticing Lira's leave then return but to go ask the innkeeper Aman if any assistance was needed in the safekeeping of the inn. For Lira and Esgallhugwen would be more then willing to help if there was any need. Morlathion sat beside her trying to clean his garment of spilled ale as Reynion slightly snickered.

More people moved in and out of the Inn but she heeded them not although one man caught her attention. He was dirty and quite dishevaled looking with a slight reek that wafted through the stuffy inn air.

All the sounds around her seemed distant, the orc inflicked wound across her back began to ache. No poison, the wound is clean but it wasn't the actual wound that was causing the burning sensation. Esgallhugwen's hand reached up behind her to feel that her back was burning and that the heat only seemed to inflick more pain.

she found it difficult to breath but tried to retain her composure and not gasp out for air. She tried to breath normally, but her heart only slowed and pounded profusely in her chest.

Esgallhugwen's vision blurred, the heat and pain spread throughout all her limbs. She reached out for the counters edge to steady herself but she didn't react fast enough. A spark of wrathful flame ignited in her eyes, her pupils constricted before the spark went out her eyes becoming dull before they closed as her head rolled back.

A small gasp escaped her lips Sky is covered in a ghostly haze... Sun blushes pink on the horizon, ashes fall from the heavens.
The fires have swept through devouring.

She fell to the ground unconscious, her head barely missing the pointed corner of the table behind her. Esgallhugwen landed rather hard on her back, her body was struck with sudden coldness. The warmth and slight pink hue of her lips faded. A knotted pendant rolled out of her shirt, glowing faintly on it's silver chain.

Lira sensed immediatly that something was wrong and rushed over beside her. Morsereg, Esgallhugwen's black steed neighed feircly startling the other horses. He stomped his hoofs wildly kicking in the air, clouds of thick dust rose around him like a whirlwind.

All this commoton caused quite a stir and many of the tenants were stricken with fear at the fall of the Elf and the horrible noises outside coming from the stables.