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Post by McGuffin on Jan 10, 2019 14:09:59 GMT -5
*A common looking man walks out from the shadows and reads the proclamation on a street corner in Valkur's Roar. He begins speaking to those that walk by.*
" Hey, buddy did you this load of manure?" *he speaks with a gruff tone and the unrefined words of a commoner as he motions to the paper hanging from a building, his hand stopping someone who seemed to be passing by.*
"Yeah, I seen it." *The passing persons stops.* "This hear is a load of rubbish is what this is!" *Starts the first man.* "What do you mean?" *Says the second man.* "That there star metal is a gift from the heavens it is. A gift that fell not in the city of the Baron nor on any of his lords estates. Nae, it fell in the fields of the common man!" "Your right!" "A gift of the gods it is!"
"A gift of the gods!" "Who does this Crownsilver Baron think he is that he can take a gift of the gods from the hands of the common people?" "Aye, I see your point, Sir after all what dangers have we faced?" None! The Baron just wants all the metal for himself! He's using the power of his station to pad his precious vault!"
"You know how unfairly he handled the dwarven folks! First their gold mine! Now our gifts from the gods!"
"Aye and don't forget the... " *The first man cuts off when a guard appears to see what all the shouting is about the two men then turn and walk off down the road together.*
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