From the courtyard, the scarecrows that ringed the courtyard are burning, and giving off a lot of smoke, the smell of charred bug, disgust, and oil fire permeates the air, the ground floor of the house has just ignited in low level flames that will catch very fast, the upstairs window has cleared of threat, and the barn seems to be posing no more threat. The snakes at your feet still scurry from side to side, striking at everything. The thickness of the smoke makes visibility difficult. The fire on the roadway entrance is guttering, with patches of smaller flames though still only a five foot stretch clear enough to draw a horse through.<br/><br/>Messadre and Nushala, the fields are alight with flames, small fire elementals raced through the still standing corn stalks, though they had been harvested to a kernel. Five kobolds flee through the burning field behind the house, three disappearing near the burning trash heap/catapult nest. Another dashed to a covered hole farther away, ditching his cloak as it caught fire. The last, began coughing fifteen feet from the house and collapsed in the smoke and burning field. The last two are climbing out of the rear window of the house, each with crossbows on their backs.