[Kransha]

Toby proceeded to sneak inside the inn’s ruin, following Valthalion and the unknown female. They came to what remained of the staircase to the second level, now collapsed in a heap of wooden and mortar debris scattered across the singed floorboards. The woman dug courageously through the pile of rubble until she uncovered something which Tobias couldn’t see, since the man was in the way. He moved a little closer as the heat around him grew nearly unbearable. He was persistent enough to continue, despite the unpleasant conditions surrounding him and the heat that was beginning to pester him.

Unfortunately, that was when a series of painfully badly-timed events began occurring in sequence. First, Toby stepped on a splintered wooden plank on the floor which heaved a groaning creak as he raised his bare foot from it. The man, Valthalion, turned instantly after the noise was emitted and had obviously noticed the creeping hobbit. Toby backed up defensively, which wasn’t the best idea, considering what happened next. He felt something searing the rough flesh of his sore foot again and sprung further in the opposite direction.

The heat level shot up as something that Toby’s couldn’t see flew in front of him. He believed it to be a flaming rafter, though he didn’t know if the inn had rafters. The wooden beam slashed his bulging chest (which was only bulging because of everything he’d stuffed into it) and ignited it in a violent flash. The fire luckily didn’t have time to envelope his outfit, but it did send all the silverware and utensils stuffed into his breast pockets flying all over the room like shrapnel. The hobbit stumbled as his scorched vest disintegrated around him and clattered noisily onto the floor.