Prudence
Karl sighed and looked to the sky for answers.
Far above the flames, the Dragon's tail constellation shone dimly, barely visible over the light of the vortexes, even with every bit of cloud cover forced from the sky.
The Oracle quietly made his way to the house, leaving Karl to his thoughts.
With the revered Oracle gone, one of the Royal Rank farmers came over to where Karl was standing, and patted him on the shoulder.
"I get the feeling that you're going to be leaving here in somewhat of a hurry." He whispered.
"I get that feeling as well." Karl agreed.
"I won't ask what you did that angered the Emperor to that level, but if it has something to do with your friend the Thunderbird, or with whatever emergency called Overlord Leafa away, you should likely get a head start on your travels.
I will look after your wagon until you can return, if you need."