Wolfgang Hersch finally steps out of the cellar, and into the ruins of the tavern he once ran. He sighs. He'd very much liked this town. He had no desire to return to the cities and relive his life on the streets. But, he also knew that he had little choice. It was either leave or stay here to rot. And he had gathered what little supplies he had for a reason.

Stepping out of this particular pile of rubble, Wolfgang dusts himself off. He gets the idea that he wasn't the only survivor of this attack, so he starts wandering the streets, looking for anyone else who was alive. It turns out not to take long. After just a bit of walking, he recognizes Vareth and Emily speaking to each other. He won't announce his presence just yet, standing about a dozen feet away.