A small cat runs along Free Haven streets, a message attached to his collar. He is seen entering the Homonculous. A few minutes later, an explosion is heard coming from one of the rooms.
This first explosions is followed by several others. Anyone in the Inn couldnt miss the burned smell.
After a silent moment, a Tiefling comes down the stairs, his hand shaking, brimming with magic. He finally let go his hold of the weave, leaves two huge sacks of gold on the counter, picks up a few bottle and goes up again, without a word.