Tournament Potluck

Late last evening there was a ruckus of yelling and wardrums close to the town border in the northwest. Those that were in the Count's house, the Barony, and the town guard responded to the band of trolls but were held back as the trolls assaulted them from afar with trebuchets filled with the heads of missing scouts. The true target of the attack became obvious as the Watchdog went up in flames, the paper and ink held in the building causing it to catch fast and burn uncontrollably before anybody could stop it. Toby, Daniel, Simon, Brent, Bernard, and Luis were all recovered fairly unharmed, though the youngest of the dogkyn was understandably shaken. Scotty, Domino, and The Duke have been taken to the Healer's Guild to deal with minor burns and smoke inhalation and are expected to make full recovery. Cyrus, Sharia, and Pete are in more serious condition. While Sharia is being treated Lily Martindell and Sapphire have offered their homes to the now homeless feralkyn, though Daniel, Simon, and Domino have all vowed to stay at the Healer's Guild until everybody is healed. The Watchdog building was completely unsalvageable, and until further notice, no papers will be printed or available for sale.

Things seem to be calm and peaceful in the small village as more and more traders and visitors pass through the area. The Widow Walk is lively with all manner of people chatting and enjoying the company of the warm tavern. Toby is out running about, tail wagging rapidly as he tells everyone that he's twelve now and almost forgets to hand them a paper. https://drive.google.com/open?id=1oZfMfrniMrCTyhz3TJ1QdvlypPoRvigN

Toby bounces from person to person with a new ball stuffed into his mouth making it quite hard for him to get words out. His tail is a small propeller as people will often throw the ball after buying a newspaper to watch the young dogkyn dart after it. https://drive.google.com/file/d/1qDVabnBPBz7gddmi30O_pkeevZnqLOAY/view?usp=sharing