[Roa_Aoife]

Roa stumbled back out of the building, sputtering. She tore off the rag and cape and made it to open air, where she collasped. She hadn't seen any of the people who had rushed back inside, and the smoke had over taken her again. She looked at the Inn and realized that the lower level was about to succumb to the weight of the second story. She prayed to Eru that the fools made it out in time. She winced as she moved her arm. The burn wasn't serious- it wasn't even blistering- but it stung. Roa looked around and realized that most evryone was indistinguishable from that soot and ash covering them. The bucket brigade had rotated the front of the line to the back, where they could now breath.

Roa took a few more deep breaths before climbing to her feat again. So much for resting in the Inn. They would be lucky if any of the wood was salvageable. An idea struck Roa. The blaze was almost under control, and most of the victims weren't really wounded. Perhaps she could gather a few to ssend for lumber. With the response she'd seen from the Shire-folk, they could have enough matierials with in a day or two. She was about to go find Mayor Samwise- she'd heard a great deal about him from her lord Aragorn- when something caught her attention. Her eyes grew wide as she realized what was happening.

"Fire! It's spread over here!" she yelled in a hoarse voice. Some people heard and spread the alarm. Roa began picking up dirt and throwing it on the flames. Soon another bucket brigade had formed. How did it get to these bushes, she wondered.