Hexes and Hearths

The second hint something's wrong in a town that pretends its magic is perfectly under control?

A hex mark on your front door.

It showed up overnight-burned into the wood, smelling faintly of sulfur and sage. Just another Tuesday in this charmingly cursed town. But when fires start flaring in places they shouldn't-like the potion storeroom, the town bakery, and my actual hair-it's clear someone's stirring up more than trouble.

Potions are misfiring. Tempers are flaring. And my dragon-possibly-...