Snippet #2691309

As the Fireknaught made their way around the streets, sounds of armed conflict could be heard from one of the more glitzy looking store-fronts. Two men, and the clash of steel on steel, along with a woman's shouts. Maybe some sort of domestic dispute? A good set of ears would lead them to the right place.

Or was it more home invasion, as some sort of heavily armored knight swung a massive two-handed blade at a smaller, nimbler foe with a rapier trained on his assailant? After the knight proved victorious, it seemed the fallen one had planned for this, and called for the woman to help him escape. The brute gave chase. Three left...but two returned. It seemed the questing paladin had fallen for some sort of cunning trap.

"Man, oh man. So much traffic today," the man in a fedora and breastplate lamented. "Come on in, boys, big dumb and righteous smashed the door on his way in. Ike, stay on your guard until I say otherwise."