"Oh, I see how this goes. Just keep throwing the peasants into harms way so as not to scratch that pretty armor."
With a hrumph Einar adjust the cowl of his cloak and attempts to sneak to the puddle and investigate. He readies a copper coin to gently drop into the fluid.
Whispers to the footpad before he leaves to investigate. "Maybe there's a wet spot because that's where they dump oil from above. Maybe check the ceiling?"
Let the red dawn surmise What we shall do, When this blue starlight dies And all is through.
...whispers to the rest, "I will move towards the puddle to draw his attention, some of you try to attack him from behind."
Once everyone is ready, KALVAIN will hold up his shield in total defense to ward off the flame being tossed. He will try to only step beside the oil, not in it.