*and suddenly from nowhere a bomb goes off with a concussion strong enough to flatten the residence of the Bar. Wood groans and cracks under the strain as chunks of rock fall form the celing. Every glass in the bar explodes into showering shards of razor sharp fragment. Alcohol spills onto the floor as the bar fiends ducks to avoide the shattered bottles. The floor rocks and settles.*
*in the quiet aftermath rocks drop occasionally as the dust settles over the bar.*
