Andrea
*Tia frowned, shifting her hold on Tristan as she moved back out of the inn.* "Yes. But that doesn't mean he's any less of a Gray-Mane than you or I," *She said, her voice carrying a silent warning not to say anything against her son. But she quickly returned her focus to the group. Lifting a hand, she threw up a ward of her own, bolstering Bronfing's and providing extra protection against the dragon's fire.*
Sergio
*Rodric had picked up the pace and moved more urgently with the growing towers of smoke, stomping through the hills and trees towards Helgen.*

"That odd smell is getting much stronger through the smoke. There's something like metal in the air, definitely blood. Something isn't normal about this, Sköll."
Sharon
*Skoll running to keep up with Rodric, the smell grew strong in his nostrils. The Gray-Mane worry only grew worse the closer the city came into view*

**"You maybe right... I don't like this the more I think about it..!"**

*Skoll spoke with a hint of fear in the back of his throat... A companion scared?*
Kelly
Indeed, the situation was not normal. A roar that shook the very skies itself, more meteors fell from the sky, leaving trails of fire and smoke in the air as they struck ground, leaving craters in and around the city, one of the keep's towers collapse, nearly falling on the dragon as it ascends to the skies, revealing itself to the newcomers.

The civilians file into the fort, alongside a few who were not a part of the original few, there was panic among them.
Micah
He approaches a dead body, removing a slightly scorched cloak, draping it over himself, "This should make it easier for me to blend in, in case we find trouble." He says with a sigh, "Hard to breathe with all the smoke." He mumbles as he enters the fort
Ralph
"We should check for wounded before moving further, though only for a short time, we need to get further down, this building could collapse if it keeps getting battered."
Joseph
"I might be of some assistance, while Restoration was never my focus I know how to mend wounds well enough. If any of you bear injuries, speak now. We don't have much time."
Andrea
*Tia hurried into the keep, sliding Tristan off her hip and allowing him to get onto his feet. But she didn't remove her hand from him, keeping it firmly on his shoulder.* "I can heal any wounds as well," *She called out.* "I trained at the temple of Kynareth."
Patrick
*Tristan was silent, his face covered in soot and ash as he clutched at Tia's tunic. Clearly just as reluctant to be separated from his mother as she was from him.*
Sergio
"Shor's beard..."

*Rodric looked on with shock at the flying creature. A dragon. Alive. Here and alive. It was real, it was alive, it was here and it was burning everything down. He looked around, standing agape as he saw burning rocks plummet to the ground. But then he shook himself, and ran towards the wall, turning to Skoll and lowering an open hand.*

"Come Skoll, I shall lift you over!"
Sharon
*He didn't have a single thing to say, too horrified at what was being hell to Helgen. Almost paralyzed by such sight of the dragon, only being brought back by Rodric yelling to him. Nodding as he dashed to him, hoisting his great sword against his shoulder as he stepped on Rodrics hand*

**"Now, I got to get in there!"**
Kelly
It'd be a pretty clear shot, Rodric could easily put his arm up and allow Skoll to climb over, from the height Skoll was already at he could see the group ushering people into the keep, one of the refugees would spot him, and lock eyes for a moment, "Someone's climbing over the wall!" They'd shout to the others, the fear momentarily being quelled by sheer confusion as to why someone would *Want* To go into the village currently being destroyed by a dragon.

The dragon, speaking of, would land again, directly in front of the entrance to the keep, the refugees closing the door before it spewed fire at them, the reinforced door easily resisting the battering. The issue, therein lies, would be how Skoll would get *In*, seeing as there's a dragon in the way, one who has not yet notice him

A few of the civilians approach Liltja and Bromfing, no major injuries, mostly scrapes. Burns, and minor lacerations
Micah
He helps keep the door shut, resisting the force of the flames slamming against it, "Talos protect us." He says, "Get some furniture over here, we need to keep this door shut or we're all cooked!" He shouts
Ralph
He pushes a table over in front of the door, "That's the most I can do, a cabinet or bookshelf would work better, though." He says, putting his weight against the table