Act 2 - Specularum burning
Scene II - Mirror Bay Inn and The Market, 10th Day (Thaumont, 10th 990 AC)
Fortunato already knows how to find the men. They are indeed regulars in a tavern just a block away, the Blue Water Mead Hall, and he plans to find them there after the sunset.
In the afternoon Taradain may ask to the guards in Bricktop about the judge who freed the two men. She discovers he is indeed known to be a simpathyzer of the more nationalistic thyatian faction. The guards advise Taradain not to meddle with such a group.
In the afternoon however you hear a lot of noises coming from outside the inn. As soon as you walk in the open space between the docks and the Hightower you see people going up market street toward the great plaza of the market. Trark and Timos come with you. As soon as you are there, you hear a man speaking loudly.
It is late in the afternoon. Most of the stalls have closed for the day, but many people are still in the market. An orator stands on the edge of the central fountain. The crowd gathers around him. The orator shouts, "And I tell you, the thyatians just wants to destroy us. Does the Duke care for you? Does he care for the safety of common workers? Who declares the taxes? Who steals food from your children's mouths to fatten themselves in luxury? Who has enslaved our once glorious nation of Traladara? And now we have to tolerate the enslavement of our young too? Should we tolerate slavers and beastmen under our houses and judges who set them free?"
The crowd is getting restless. Several men shout cries of agreement. Men raise their fists and their voices grow in number.
The speaker attracts more and more people — some merely curious and others in agreement with him.
The clatter of horse hooves makes the crowd turn.
Ringing the outer edges of the marketplace there are 30 of the Duke's horsemen. The orator and the crowd grow silent. Three riders slowly bring their mounts toward the renter of the crowd. "Disperse immediately, scum!" an angry captain shouts.
Suddenly, a hoarse cry erupts from the crowd and something flashes through the air. The lead rider falls, struck by a rock.
After the rider falls, there is total silence for a second.
Then the crowd surges at the soldiers. The soldiers respond by drawing swords and charging.
The commoners take up poles, rocks, rotten fruit, and daggers. A vicious riot breaks out. The horsemen hit the crowd, blindly slashing with their sabers. The people respond, swinging sticks and hurling stones. Horses, dragged down by the weight of clinging peasants, fall with frightened screams.
Women, children, and men run in panic from the charging riders.
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