Location: Outskirts of Volanta
Letum awoke in his tent to the shouts and screams of many voices all around him. Shifting out of the bed real quick, he opened the flap of his tent, and looked outwards in the darkness. With the exception, it wasn't just darkness... there were flames licking the air on the far side of the caravan of tents he had joined with. Quickly getting up and out of the tents, he knew immediately he needed to help the people that were being consumed by the flames. He was one of the smaller Ithecals, but he made up for that by being fairly athletic, and fairly quick on his feet.Prongs wrote: On his journey from his childhood home towards his destination, where ever that may be, Letum came across a caravan of people traveling the road towards the nearest city. As night fell, the large group of merchants, peasants, and the numerous other individuals that made the road their home went to make their various camps. Using their large numbers as protection from the wildlife and possible bandits in the wilderness.
As midnight came and passed, the young Ithecal was awoken to the sound of screaming. A fire had broken out on the other side of the tent city. With Humans, Ithecal, and members of the many races of Idalos doing everything they can to stop the building fire and save those who were lost among the flames and smoke. What will Letum do, will he rush to use his size and speed to help those in need. Or seek out the stream to the south and start funneling water to the fire fighting efforts. The choice is yours.
Leaving his belongings in the tent, and rushing forwards towards the area of the fire, he could see it was spreading faster and faster. People were running in the opposite direction, carrying whatever they could save from the rapture of the flames, as they jumped from tent to tent, embers floating in the air, and the air heating up immensely. He could feel the heat upon his scales as he neared the flames, and a little human girl was standing in the middle of two tents that were engulfed in flames, her tiny hands tugging on what looked like another kid. Where are their parents? was all Letum could think as he began to run towards them. The girl had to be only six to seven years old, and what looked to be a badly burnt boy covered with a blanked, so as to smother the flames that had been on him out, were near two of the in flames tents.
Letum approached her as quickly as he could, trying not to startle her. His eyes glanced down towards the other child and saw he was pretty immobile, and the little crying girl had been dragging him along as best as she could. The smell of charred flesh was in the air, and Letum saw two other bodies by the second tent, that looked like they tried to crawl out of the tent, but they were far beyond this life now. "Are you okay?" Letum asked the little girl as he approached. She was sniffling, and reached down to continue trying to drag the little boy away from the burning tents. Letum said, "Here, let me help you!" and quickly lifted the limp body of the boy upwards into the air, the blanket falling from his body. Letum could see the extent of the damage... if the boy was alive, which he gave no indication of, he wouldn't live for very long, or probably even live to make it out safely.
The flames jumped to and from more tents, and probably about twenty or so tents had been hit by the flames so far. Letum was in the center of two to three tents with the little girl near by him. "Quickly, this way!" he yelled, running away from the tent grouping, carrying the boy in his left arm, with the girl being toward along with his right hand. Hurrying up as quickly as he could without letting go of the little girl, the smoke was starting to get very thick. Thick enough to where he was starting to have trouble breathing, and was coughing a ton. His vision was also starting to become obscured by the smoke. The heat was getting to him as well, but he knew what he had to do, and that was to get to the edge of the area where the tents were exposed.
A few more meters to sprint, and the smoke suddenly cleared up. He was out of it. Turning back around, he saw a bunch of people in a group trying to move the tents out of the way, so that the flames would not spread any further. Letum yelled out, "Help! I have a little girl and boy that need medical attention!" One member of the group trying to get the tents out of the way turned around, and saw Letum with the girl, whom Letum was now lifting up in his right arm, as she had fallen limp from weariness. The member approached him, and immediately Letum noticed something peculiar about him. He didn't have any hair. Letum had only seen one or two of their race prior, a Qi'ora. His dark ebony skin was glistening in the fire's light, sweating from having assisted in moving the tents away from the fire while other's had gathered water to try to put the flames out. "Are they okay, Ithecal?" he asked in the common language.
Letum's eyes turned downcast towards the ground. Kneeling down, he set the limp boy's body down, and the Qi'ora could see that the child was gone from the lands of Idalos. "This was how I found him, his sister had smothered the flames on his body, and was trying to drag him away from the flames..." said Letum, letting out a hacking, hissing cough due to the smoke inhalation. Setting the little girl down too, the Qi'ora then said, "My name is Bik Tumar, Let me see them, my craft is in medicine. I'll take care of the girl... sadly, the boy is lost to this world..." Letum nodded, and then stood up as Bik knelt down. "Their parents, at least i'm assuming who the bodies were, were nothing but food for the flame by the time I got there. Perhaps you can at least help her through this trauma. I'm going to go see how everyone is doing trying to stop this inferno..." said Letum, and then began jogging off towards the people carrying buckets of water, and the others trying to pull the tents away from the inferno...
