"Those Druids," Niall mumbled to himself as he trudged up the hill, "always making a mess and expecting someone else to clean it up."

Niall, along with several others, had been recruited to put out the bel fires. Although they should have just burned themselves out there was always the chance they'd not and that could cause some problems.

Being one of the first in line, Niall stepped forward and threw the contents of his bucket onto the dying fire. The resulting fireball caught Niall unawares singing off his eyebrows. Fire spread over the top of the hill causing the rest of the fire brigade to scramble as they tried to throw the water over their shoulders in their haste to exit the area.