There was an explosion and from what I could tell, people stole the gold. All the donations. I am embarrassed to admit it, but I was angered beyond belief and just went in the direction Ratyn pointed, after she took off. I didn't even care if the others followed, I just knew we had to do something. Fast.
Most of what happened is a bloody mess. To me, to others, to everyone else.
We found some bastards, that we all decided to knock unconscious. At least that's what I thought. Sett thought different and killed them off. After they were down already. I am far too angered at everything right now to reprimand him, but I saved that talk for later.
We found whoever was responsible for taking the gold. Maribel Thornbane.
I don't know much about the different fights we had. The only things I know, are me almost dying. Twice. To be perfectly honest, if it wasn't for Aggma I would have been dead that day. Died through the dirty tricks of bandits. What a fitting end. I need to thank her and repay that debt, somehow.