Causing a ruckus in Kront
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Irate shopkeeps and terrified townsfolk alike describe one hell of a ruckus breaking out at the food court in Kront, in broad daylight at that. While the finger of blame goes every which way, from no-good Peltarchian adventurers to unknown mercenaries, the results are plain to see even to the Kront guard, late in arriving at the scene: scorched and popped corn, smouldering and collapsed signposts, toppled stalls and produce of all kinds broken and scattered in wild disarray all over the marketplace. Which of the handful of strangers who truly bears the blame for the carnage is anyone's guess and everyone's differentiating opinion, but it seems only two remained standing once the dust settled. Suspiciously keen to avoid questioning, they reportedly hoisted up the bodies onto a cart and made their getaway in a cart.
