The Twelfth Sortie [Action]

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[People may have noticed a giant flaming bird of prey flying over the village over the past few days.  Well, today, it's taken a landing in the square.  And starts drinking from the fountain.   Oddly.  Nothing seems to be catching on fire, though steam tends to rise from where the phoenix is dipping its beak in the water.  The area around the firebird is warm, but not scalding or truly uncomfortable.  Obviously, it's looking like it needs to be bothered.  Some people probably will recognize him, and they're free to talk to him.

Eventually, he'll take perch on Good Spirits, and watch over the village.  And no, he's not burning that place down.]