Brishah looked at the Delzhan, her brow arching in an expression that told him not to state the obvious. " 'Course we're going towards the trouble. How else are we going to know what's going on there?" She smirked, her long legs already taking her towards the street that led to the Plaza. As the Iron Lady ducked past vendors and pedestrians, she grabbed one or two sturdy looking youths, talked to them briefly, then released them. The youths took off in differing directions, likely serving as messengers for the mercenary leader.<br/><br/>As the pair arrived at the Plaza, the first thing that Krum noticed was a<em>shockingly</em>beautiful woman, linking arms with a ragged old drunkard nearby. The next thing that struck him was the incredible air of tension - people were cracking knuckles and readying weapons unobtrusively. The air was tense with the preparation for a fight... or a riot.<br/><br/><br/>Meanwhile, by the wali, the janissary arched his brow at Seven's words, but hastily looked at the individuals she indicated, frowning. "With all due respect, mistress, if we move in there, there will be a riot anyways. My brothers and sisters are<em>warriors</em>, not enforcers. If what you say is true, then we're best served staying where we are." He looked at her once more, his expression flattening. Starlight's words cause him to nod. "You really ought to go, mistress." His voice was polite, but firm. He would not be moved from his position.<br/><br/>The wali, apparently focused on the ritual, took up a soft chant in Dragontongue, rising and falling as he bowed towards the Mother Goddess' temple. Finally, he rose. "Kara-kim! Answer the prayers of your children and grant them your blessings!" He called, his voice squeaking slightly towards the end. The crowd froze, stopping its muttering, its moving. For long moments, nearly a minute, all was still.<br/><br/>Then, from within the crowd, a voice called. "She's not coming! She's not coming, and it's because of<em>you</em>, Shakar! You and yer toadying ways to them as destroyed us!"<br/><br/>With that, the crowd roared their agreement, accusations flowing freely from hundreds of throats. The Immaculate monks interspersed throughout the crowd looked at one another and moved towards the wali with all due swiftness, abandoning their role in the crowd in favor of protecting the powerful.<br/><br/>"My children will starve without the harvest!"<br/>"Yer not gonna suffer, 'less we make ya!"<br/>"Get 'im!"<br/><br/>And with that, the riot began.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Join Battles of NPCs</div><div class="spoiler_body">Scarred Agitator: At 2016-01-10 13:57:27, Winter King (uid: 47759) rolls: 6d10 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 0 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=84252)<br/>Total: 3<br/>Armed &amp; Cloaked Agitator: At 2016-01-10 13:59:06, Winter King (uid: 47759) rolls: 6d10 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=84253)<br/>Total: 6<br/>Female DB Monk: At 2016-01-10 14:01:30, Winter King (uid: 47759) rolls: 8d10a3 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=84254)<br/>Male DB Monk: At 2016-01-10 14:02:14, Winter King (uid: 47759) rolls: 8d10a3 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=84255)</div></div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Initiative Order</div><div class="spoiler_body">Male DB Monk: 7<br/>Armed &amp; Cloaked Agitator: 6<br/>Female DB Monk: 5<br/>Scarred Agitator: 3<br/>Mob: 3 (inert)<br/>Monks &amp; Janissaries: 3 (inert)</div></div><br/><br/>Before the crowd can reach them, one of the Dragon-Blooded monks snatched the ahold of the wali, and leapt onto the temple with him, taking off with ease as the other two prepared for battle.<br/><br/>