Rocko's sleep was long, but not as long as he would have liked. A roaring scream shook him to his core as he started awake, noting the spiders crowding around him, shuffling uneasily. He quickly ordered three out of the house from the window, but told the fourth to hide in his pack. kneeling quickly he prayed to Aaxom for guidance, preparing his spells for the day. Finishing, it was nearly interrupted by a new set of screams. These however had urgency, not fear or anger.<br/><br/>"Fire! FIRE!!" Rocko recognized the gruff tone of the half-orc from yesterday. And if it was indeed a fire his assistance may be needed. shouldering his pack he lept to his feet and ran to the source of the fire, easy enough to find with the smoke pouring out of it. The half-orc entered just before he, showing no sign of noticing him, with a bucket of water. It was quickly poured onto the blaze but Rocko knew it wasn't enough. Running in after, Rocko fingered his silver necklace, he lifted his other arm and opened his palm to the blaze.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Mé glaoigh chuig tú Aaxom do uisce.</span>" He spoke clearly, his words echoing slightly in the small room over the blaze, and water formed directly above the fire, quenching it finally.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Where he thought he would have to rush about to and fro, it turns out Rocko had a trick up his sleeve.  The fire was out and the fear of the fire taking the whole Inn was gone, “That was…handy.” He grunted and set the bucket down, “The boy started the fire…somehow…” he said in explanation with a shrug.</span><br/><br/>Checking the damages, Rocko was satisfied that the fire was out and there was no more danger. The child causing the fire though sparked further interest in the boy. "Fire is not a strange concept to us, yet you sound startled. I assume you didn't find him with flint then?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">“No. He was sleeping, we both were,” he said with a shrug. “I got him out and came back to put the fire out.”</span><br/><br/>"Then how did.." Rocko was about to ask but thought better of it. He was sure to find out eventually as it is. "Never mind, it's all well now. So, warrior of Hextor. Do you plan to go to this realm the child spoke of? If so I am very interested in occompanying you. My store of knowledge could be of use to one such as yourself."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> “Of course. This town is plagued by something and Hextor is not one to sit by and let people suffer for no reason,” he said with a nod. “I have already provided us with travel and provisions. Come,” his tone like a command than anything else.</span>