Fargas lay on a ridge, terrified.

What is happening? he thought. I am a good man.  I pay my taxes to the prince and levy to the priests when I must.  I treat people well, most of the time.  Is the world ending?  Priests claim the world will end in fire.  I wish a priest were here to tell me what to do. I’m on common land.  No prince, priest, or freeholder could fault me for being here.