conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: PersonMan: OOC thread. 
  
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  It's dark, and cold. The factories are still light by the fires of their forges, the huge smokestacks pumping toxic gas into the homes of those who worked there. Above the noxious cloud snow was falling, and it mixed with the smoke from the factories to create a sort of 1/4-melted green mush.
  
  There was another fire a few days ago-the closed-off streets and bundles of human misery  bunched together at the sides of the road fresh evidence. It seems like any other night, but a local-one who could ignore the toxic scent in the air-would be able to nearly feel the tension, the hatred just beneath the surface. Someone to blame was all that would be necessary to turn these people into an angry mob.
  
  It seems as if the local oligarchy has noticed this as well, for there have been rumors that a hundred fifty top Red Ring mercenaries had been hired, along with support groups of White and Blue Ring soldiers. If anything is to be done against those who are resting at the top of the city's misery, it must be done soon, before any hope is crushed by the arrival of the soldiers.
  
  To try and keep the hatred from boiling over before their reinforcements arrive, the local military-guard has set up an event, a place for those who think things will change without violence to gather. A stage has been set up, the air is fairly clear and the voice of a merchant puppet is easy to hear, probably made so with some minor magical augmentation. A growing crowd listens to the man, and a dozen military-guards surround the stage, two fully armored Blue Ring soldiers standing slightly behind the speaker.