Swamped

Follow the beast.

You have a lot of questions, but this seems to be a fairly clear divine directive. To cut down on panic, you decide to head for the front door. Fortunately, nobody notices, though you could probably give a reasonable cover story about trying to warn the city guard.

When you leave, though, Sunflower is waiting for you.

"Did you see where the beast went?" you ask. "I'm thinking it might be more productive to follow it than to try and figure out what's been going on here."

"It wandered for a while, now it seems to be settled in front of the door to the library," he says. "Speaking of which, I hope you're planning on giving that book back."

You glance down at your hand.

"Oh. Forgot I still had this." Surely you put it down to eat the sandwich? You can't really remember. You put the book in your pocket for the moment. "Remind me about it sometime when things have calmed down. So, this beast is at the library?"

"Yeah, Black's keeping watch on it." Sunflower smirks. "I've got bigger news for you, though. Already picked up an interesting lead on that Laikenne actor you wanted to know about earlier."