Chapter 1, side thread - Brimstone and Spirits
In another time, another place, Eliza would have been heartened by the sight of all these people working to help her. Perhaps she might have taken another look at Sabyl, or Vachedi - maybe they weren't as bad as she thought?
But now, tired and hurt from the goblin attack, nerves wrung high, the tiefling woman can only scream in panic and despair. Some thin, functional part of her noted the damage, the rising flames, weighed the duration against the items that were in the shop-
"...my books! My mother's books!" Eliza splutters, "I- we- I have to save them!" Not quite waiting for the others, she makes to charge straight into the building. Fire was no stranger to her, and her devilish heritage gave her some resistance to it. Not quite to the level of these flames, but it was her skin or her mother's books. Eliza knew which she cared about more.
She dove into the flames.
Run and search the building
12:47, Today: Eliza rolled 17 using 1d20+4. Perception.
Eliza is going to dash into the building and try to salvage what she can. She has fire resistance, as a tiefling, but the flames are pretty strong. Her priority is books and papers from her mother, followed by keepsakes, then anything of value. If there exists a deed to the property/building, she would remember it, but only -after- the stuff from her mother.