The sun broke through the morning clouds above the town square where just moments before, a falcon took down an Elven General.

Trading had stopped. Errands and tasks were forgotten. The townsfolk stood in awe and shock. The King and Queen of their realms stood weary and triumphant in their modest town square, the falcon that had just attacked with the ferocity of a dragon now sat calmly on his Queen’s unwavering arm.

“Kind townsfolk, we apologize for the disruption of your ...