MOK #2
some braver foes try to hit Orlin as he drops the Kep, but , being on the ground, they do not have much of a chance..
Fires were raging in the merchant Quarter.. screams of trapped people in the houses.. animals crying out and shouts for help...
the gates to the 'poor' section of the city were opened , with armed guards trying to rouse people to help...the mainline Merchants, just refused to answer the door.. some called out,"..Tell them ta use the gold they took off my dinner table, to fight the fire!"
The normal troops that guarded the main part of the City were being called to help fight the Fires..
at The Far end of the Town, the CAmel renter sat in his tent.. watching the orange-red light begin to grow and the thick smoke gather..The Puffed on his water pipe and Noted the fires were far from his area of the city...he also noted the thick column of smoke rising from, behind the North west wall... and smiled.
The Main city troops were tougher..well seasoned, while the Merchant quarter troops had..'bought thier way in"..nice fancy unifroms.. Clamsport steel weapons... The troops of the MAin part of the city, didn't like them..but they came to try to Help put out the fires..
Wails of women who had people trapped in the building meant to keep 'riff raff out' had come death chambers for those trapped, well away from the streets, with only small windows.. some of the 'more Daring" Merchant had some balconys that over looked the River.. as they went there, and Opened the windows, the backdraft sent more life to the Flames...form thier perches . they could see the ship burning , the Thick smoke spreading out... ships at the Docks hand Pulled away, incase the fire would reach teh Docks..but none knew, that the fire was started in the Merchant's Quarter..and the think adobe and masonry walls would portect the 'poor section of town, even as it held the ehat and flame in the Merchant's
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All the while the Arrows made thier way swiftly and quietly down the path.. the Ships were in sight... Brie waiting on the Docks