[Oddey]

IC: Lubbent reached the barracks and noticed something peculiar. It was on fire. There were guards nearby, so Lubbent figured it was under control. But this was horrid. Somebody had caused so much trouble without him even being a part of it. He would get the people who did this. And let them know who caused trouble around here. 'Wait, whurt am I thinkin'? Why shood I go after them? If anythin', this is useful. Trouble comes up, but this time it ain't me. I can just blame them frum now on.' Thought Lubbent. Though he was still angry at not having arrived in time. Deciding it was best to stick around and tell the guards that this time it really wasn't him, he went over to Ziglet. "Sir, my repurtation round 'ere isn't good, but this wasn't me. It musta' bin the riot I was goin' on about earlier." He said, incorporating some his story into it.