The Black Cross Burning

[Nefarious Aus Shitpost 891]

Bael tried getting some air flowing as the huge orc breathed on him.

"Dey iz skahurz."

Bael nodded.

"Guud. Den 'elp me break t'ings."

The orc handed Bael his 'bong'. He wasn't quite sure what is was, but it reminded him slightly of a pipe. With no other words, the huge orc stormed out of the building leaving Bael by himself. Bael grinned - the fun was just beginning. First he poured the black powder he carried in his pockets into the fireplace and then, with the aid of Mokrag's bong, he set fire to a few chairs and then tossed in into the ale cupboard. With a devious smile, Bael kicked the door down and fled from the scene.

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A red haze fills the night sky of Arethor and the smell of smoke is thick in the air. You wonder what is going on, just as a huge BOOM occurs and small pieces of flaming debris are launched throughout the city.

Sitting in a tree not too far away, Bael smiles as the sound reaches his ears.

Bael 1, Teutonic Feckers 0.

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Sariant Jonathan Black, shortly after, pays a visit to the tavern.

He finds the floor to be on fire. Understandably alarmed, he begins stomping it out, with the help of a hip-flask full of water. He looks very angry and checks the rest of the inn; it doesn't seem like anything is too damaged, luckily, only a bit of fire. The banner also appears to still be present.

The only thought which occurs to him afterwards is "Who could've done this?"

There's many possibilities. A plebeian? Probably not. A peasant? Why? That damn orc working for Cain?

... Definitely.

He storms out of the tavern, furious and eager to find the filthy mutant and teach him a lesson. He knew that since he met the beast a while ago and watched him act so stupid that he could not be trusted. Well, that, and a bit of racism and prejudice helped him come to that conclusion.

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.