Frank's was a small tavern that gained two mages that busted into their kitchen. Shortly after the two mages ran into the street and sealed up the door the guards quickly canvased the area. When they walked into the alleyway, they noticed the shiny black earth that was extremely out of place. Obsidian was a volcanic rock and there were none within a thousand kilometers. As actual professions they quickly surrounded the building.
Frank was cowering behind his bar when the steward forces marched in mass into his tavern. Moments later he was bawling his eyes out.
Cold spilled everywhere. Frost formed on the glass and bottles behind the bar and breath became misty.
