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dplax · 01-12-2006, 04:19 PM

For Rastheme Chombra:

A dwarf tends to not stand out in crowds, and a crowd was precisely where Rastheme was now. The crowded marketplace in the square in front of the Town Council's halls was bustling with activity as it always did on Market Day.

A large, almost fat woman bumped into Rastheme and remarked indignantly that the dwarf could look at where he was going, but before Rastheme could reply she was swallowed by the crowds.

In the distance an announcer announced the newest edicts of the Town Council, his strong voice carrying over the sounds of the crowd.

"...furthermore, sale of the infected cattle is forbidden, and someone found trying to sell said cattle shall be fined 25 gold pieces."

A few seconds passed, while the announcer took the next parchment.

"The Town Council as in the past few days still needs brave men or women, willing to risk their lives. For more details contact Captain Summers at the Council Entrance Hall."

Murmurs caught in the crowd, and it seemed that several men were going to volunteer, but in the end only a handful walked up the steps to the Town Council, most of them having seen too few winters.

01-12-2006, 04:19 PM	#3
dplax Jack Burton Join Date: July 19, 2003 Location: an expat living in France Age: 40 Posts: 5,577	For Rastheme Chombra: A dwarf tends to not stand out in crowds, and a crowd was precisely where Rastheme was now. The crowded marketplace in the square in front of the Town Council's halls was bustling with activity as it always did on Market Day. A large, almost fat woman bumped into Rastheme and remarked indignantly that the dwarf could look at where he was going, but before Rastheme could reply she was swallowed by the crowds. In the distance an announcer announced the newest edicts of the Town Council, his strong voice carrying over the sounds of the crowd. "...furthermore, sale of the infected cattle is forbidden, and someone found trying to sell said cattle shall be fined 25 gold pieces." A few seconds passed, while the announcer took the next parchment. "The Town Council as in the past few days still needs brave men or women, willing to risk their lives. For more details contact Captain Summers at the Council Entrance Hall." Murmurs caught in the crowd, and it seemed that several men were going to volunteer, but in the end only a handful walked up the steps to the Town Council, most of them having seen too few winters.