Hold on, first, you just run out of the tent and see people running away from one of the plazas. You draw your bow and arrow as you run in the opposite direction of the crowd. As you turn the corner, you see...

[A pause as he picks up a figurine from underneath the table.]

A wyrmling! It's basically a very young dragon, but it's spitting fire at food stalls and snapping at people and animals. You see someone on the ground with a bleeding leg, unable to move, about 40 feet away from the wyrmling, since you're specifically looking for people to help.