The cobblestones of Argent Avenue, and the foliage of Aria Park are still wet from the light morning rain. Dozens of Kintargans have already gathered along the facade of the opera house to protest the city’s new lord-mayor… Paracount Barzillai Thrune. He was appointed by Her Infernal Majestrix, Queen Abrogail II, in the wake of the previous lord-mayor’s flight from Kintargo - an event that still has local rumormongers whispering furiously.
In a scant seven days, Paracount Thrune has instituted martial law, a curfew, and seven outlandish and polarizing proclamations. These and other repressive actions have drawn enough ire to bring many of Kintargo’s dissatisfied citizens here on this grey morning. More trickle in… the loose crowd starts to become more tightly packed… as it does the energy rises.
Barzillai Thrune has yet to be seen - his balcony doors remain tightly shut… as well as the opera house doors - as they’ve been since Barzillai chose the landmark as his new home - but judging by the growing sound of the protesters, he surely can’t ignore the scene on the streets below much longer.
You are starting to see some tension among the growing number of protestors whose messages and shouted grievances apparently conflict.