He sighs, sucking in air through the holes in his chest caused by the rotting process and blowing it out of his mouth again. A small explosion goes off in the distance and screams of the elderly fill the area around it.He takes his time moving towards it.An elderly couple of Tauren lay injured beside a smoldering cart.Without letting them say a word he pulls the trigger on his blunderbuss and a rain of pellets shower through their faces.It has become silent and he searches through the wreckage for anything useful.A bunch of potions, he doesn't know what they are but the former Apothecary members will know what to do with it so he bags them.He finds some medical supplies and ammunition as well.