Growl from the Underworld/Heavens Stampede

While chopping wood the skies blackened and the winds spoke of an event when the Skies tear open.
Searching out an enemy that maybe become friend or foe. When this happens look twards Jack.

In puzzlement Tarza, Cala Stayjit, and myself looked at one another expecting horror to strike down from the heavens only to see the skies clear and another beautiful full moon reappear.

We waited for about an hour to see what may come crashing down upon us all. Thankfully nothing happened last night and as out nerves relaxed we decided to venture outward from the main city and visited the realm of Sea Monkeys.
It was such a delightful distraction from the possibility of impending doom... Yet I still can not shake the Winds voice.

The wizard orcs will be consulting the local knowledge pyramid to try to determine what or who could cause this and how it can be stopped