Falling Apart

*Igor staggered into the Temple after staggering home from the meeting in The Vault. A few of the night owls stop and stare at Igor's tattered and singed clothing, they sit down giving a noncommittal answer. Someone gets up to go get Heinz and the rest of them offer cheese and an ear. Igor stares eating by rote more than anything until they feel a wet nose poke at the hand sitting in their lap. The gentle nudge of Heinz saying* "I'm here, you're ok." *breaks the damn and tears finally fall where none would before. *
 
The tears fall for several minutes before Igor finally speaks. "We were called to help figure out why people couldn't thee patht a thertain point of today. The anthwer turned out to be dragonth. They dethtroyed partth of the dockth and killed tho many people. I almotht lotht my friendth today, technically did with a few." *Igor blows their nose on a handkerchief making an unintentional honking noise* "We'll have a lot to do tomorrow, I want to be there for whatever effort we help organithe. I refuthe to give up." *Igor quiets downs some and settles in, word having spread that one of their own needs someone to spend time with them many of the regulars sit with Igor and Heinz, watching over the strange cleric as they eventually drift off to sleep*