Meet me at the After Party

After cutting up and saving what scraps they could of the Hydra Hide, eight 5x5 sections, the group headed back to Hanset.  There they were greeted with joyous occasion and a grand feast.  The Duke sent for squires to clean and polish their armor and hang up their pelts.  He also arranged for them to be put up in Hanset's finest Inn.
     Once washed up and rested a Cineshaw arrived to take them to a great dinner at the keep.  Inside the dining hall of the keep the Duke of Hanset introduced Fox and Auren to some of the areas biggest wheels.
     "Are you all available for local tasks?"  asked one.
     "I have a purple worm in my field," stated another.
     "I have a purple worm in my---," Groth began.
     "In the future we might, however we will be off in the morning for more pressing matters." interjected Fox.
     In great spectacle the Duke quieted the hall and announced the victories of "Fox and Friends".  The crowd cheered and applauded as a local bard sang a song recounting their harrowing battle.  The group was awarded a purse of 400 gold each.  Auren spoke alone with the Duke and asked about the woman and child whom he helped through labor on the King's Highway.  He wanted to award 370 of his purse to the woman and child and the Duke was happy to take on the task.  Auren always had a thing for pregnant women.
     After returning for the night and resting the group was woken in the morning to a commotion in the square.  Fox rushed a disguise a joined the large group of people gathered around a large pool of black blood.  He elbowed his way through the mass of people to peek out the center.  Laying in the town square was a large foreleg of a scaled beast.  Dark glistening muscle tissue poked out of the relatively clean tear.  It was clearly the leg of a smaller dragon.
     "A God has cursed our town!" cried a woman.
     "How could this be, where is the rest of the beast?" questioned a soldier.
     "Possibly it fell of." an old farmer postured.
     This is not for us, thought Fox.
     Armed with this new knowledge the group quietly headed up the King's Highway bound for Brownsville.