As all this happens a man walks in. Lightly effected by the large Dragon and laughs at the townspeople in there mad havor from atop his horse.
Jakal: Fools you dont know what you have on your own little hands. 'tisk tisk tisk'

Jakal as soon as he came seemed to have a certain frighteness though of the large beast. Though it didnt stop him from raising his staff into the air chanting magic in foreign tounges. Quickly the sky turned even darker from this chanting and a storm of rain swept through the town putting out some of the fire. Jakal now on top of a hill near by swore at the beast to get its attenion.

Jakal said" Foul beast go back to the depths of hell in which you belong." Soon the battle mage swung a large blast of ice and the foul beast not killing it but simply injuring its left wing. Sure that he had frightend the beast he turned his back only to get terribly burned by its fire.

Jackal: Raahhgg....ugh!.!..

(OOC: You lead on now.)

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