Judgement - RPLOG
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Date
22/11/476
Log
Just after noon mass in the marketplace, in a square perfectly set up to catch those streaming out from Saints' Square. It appears that a large section of one of the marketplace squares has been cleared out for a little show of the grim sort - guardsmen keep the citizens at bay while a being - a rat - is hauled up before the marketplace crowd, hooded, gagged and clearly drugged to the gills. It's not common that the Good King's courts are apt to turn one over to mob justice, but as the proclaimation states, it appears to be extraordinary circumstances, whatever they are.
Kialla had been taking a walk today, but this was new. She stood over most of any crowd regardless. So this was interesting and made her approach if a bit cautiously. Whatever this was must have been something quite awful to deserve this... as it can only end badly.
Fenris looks up from the table of pastries he was eyeing to frown up at the spectacle in the center of the market. This was a face of Firmament he had never seen. The tiger works his way forward to a spot where he can see and hear what is happening.
Falx slowly wanders into the marketplace from the Main Concourse, noticing the crowd forming. He's quite curious to this, and makes his way into the crowd to see what is exactly going on. The being, the rat, is being subject to such a display? Whatever happened here has to have been interesting, so he wants to know what.
Issi had been hunting around the city for the alchemist's, but she stops her hunt to follow the growing crowd in the marketplace. Strange, if this rat was a criminal then why was he being hauled into the marketplace like this, gagged, bound and drugged? She moves to investigate the growing crowd. Something seems odd about this whole thing.
By the time the four are close enough to hear what's going on, pushing their way through the crowd if need be, the address is already halfway done, being given by one of the court baliffs hauled all the way down from the castle district.
"...And so Jeremiah Fieldstone has denied none of the eighteen counts of murder he has been charged with. By his unique position as a journeyman's assistant, he would enter hospitals and perform the act on unconscious beings in comas, even those who were given extremely high chances of recovery, and would 'free them from life's tyranny' in the service of his mistress, working as yet unknown magics to end their lives instantly. We have kept him in this state to prevent him from calling upon the malevolent entity he has made a pact with..."
Kialla frowns deeply. Such a thing was new. Malevelant being however, were not something new. Regardless. He was brought to the common people to be judged for such a crime. It made her curious about what the first half of the speech had been about. Though, she just stood there, contemplating on what the people would do...
Fenris pales. After the exciting little debacle at the academy the other day he had made a point to read the two texts that had been written on the known spirits. This sounds like one of the bad ones. Why would the Good King send one of the Old Ones' dedicated to be judged by the people?
Falx listens closely, hearing his crimes. Eighteen counts of murder, huh? That's definitely quite a few. As the speaker continues, Falx grows even more curious, and instantly perks at the description of a malevolent entity. Now that has to be an Old One. But who, though? He's very interested now and makes his way to the front of the crowd.
Issi sighs, no, no nono no. She's still recovering from few of the wounds inflcted by her last encounter with servants of an Old One. But she doesn't know this one, but it follows a rather distict pattern, Lies, decay, and now death. But what is its power? Will killing its servant just serve it more? She tries to make her way to the front of the crowd, trying to push past people without reopening any wounds.
"...In his defense in court, all he had to say was that they were mercy killings, the he could sense their approaching deaths and that there was no point in prolonging their pain. Yet it has been ruled that culling the weakened without their consent, pain or no, is not an acceptable thing for Sweetwater. Perhaps cuthroat Cliffside may feel differently, but the Good King's ruling is final.
"It is said in the First Text that we may judge a thing by its fruits. While they still had yet to bear any fruit, we tolerated the presence of the Old Ones' followers, today we have seen them bear rot and mush. Let it be known that from this day onwards, anyone who follows the Old Ones will be liable for punishment. And since we have none yet for these circumstances, the Good King has decided to consult the people on the matter. It is up to you to decide his sentence - within reason, of course. Let none say that the Good King is out of touch with his subjects."
Brutal and cruel, perhaps, knowing how a mob can get when stirred up. But what is obviously wanted is a public spectacle, to make an example out of this incident in front of everyone. The crowd murmurs, clearly unused to having this ssort of authority delegated to them, and perhaps a little rushed with the sudden sensation of having power over someone else, even if it is a convicted criminal.
This is bad. Fenris looks at the imprisoned Caller. Mob justice would have seen all of the "soulless" burned at the stake or worse years ago. And this Caller was probably dangerous. The tiger moves himself to a position out of the press of the crowd, closer to the stage, hoping to help avert the innevitable madness of the crowd.
Falx continues to approach them. It is possible that they are corrupted by something, similar to the people in Kindcraft, as well as Angus when he used that chakra. He is quite sure that something bad can happen if simply left up to the masses, and it should be left to those who have actually dealt with Old Ones prior, as well as their corrupting influence.
After hearing of a disturbance at the Market, one the had to do with a possible caller of an old one Angus had to intervene. The fox walks up to the crowd, and his gaze instantly focuses on Fenris as he walks up to the Tiger. "Whats going on here?" He asks as he looks over the crowd, a little worried that it might turn into something rather violent if they aren't careful.
Issi tries to hurry though the crowd, the wounded viper not faring that well, but is slowly getting to the front. Evenrually getting to the front she tries to think, but the only way to sway a crowd was speech... This seems like a horrid idea, using the voice of a shadow in the middle of this situation, but she calls out "Don't kill him!"
"Hey, you, back," one of the guards growls as Falx approaches, raising his shield to push back if necessary. "This here is a dangerous convicted criminal with wierd stuff he could be doing, if he weren't kept like this."
"This criminal has been convincted of eighteen counts of murder, Shadow," the bailiff states flatly. "State your reasoning, and provide a suitable alternative that effectively eliminates the threat he poses. Or are you going to answer to the people of Firmament, and perhaps all of Sweetwater, for what might ensue?" Issi has the crowd's attention...no matter how fleeting and temporary it may be.
Kialla looks to Issi, who shouted. Curious of the why... It was all very interesting. And Angus is now showing up as well. Looking about at all the crowd and the reactions for now while she thinks.
