Something Rotten in the State of Wessex

[Erwin Carius]

Two of the guards quickly escort the deranged man away from the crowd.

"Keep your words to yourself fool, his Grace the Duke decides who gets to talk and who gets to keep his thoughts to himself."

With the flat of his sword he gives gives the man a push and smiles sadisticly as he trips and falls face-forward in the snow. Then he makes a gesture to his fellow guard and they both return to their positions.

[Nippord_Setalp]

*Glances silently around the crowd wondering if they will get to see some necks strech at the end of the hering. Not having seen an excution for quite some time he is excited for the proceedings to come to an end.*

[Chrono Veincrusher]

Still wearing hes shiny leather-mail and heavy axe from the hunt Chrono left one of the local shops here in the capital after selling some treasures. He started walking back to hes house when something catch hes attention, A lot of indistinct voices where coming from the town square so he decided to have a look. When arriving he noticed how big the crowd gathered was. He pushed hes way through the tall elfs and the humans so he could have a clear view. Two humans where chained in the center, None of them he could recognize because how dirty they where. He walked up to some of hes fellow dwarfs and asked with low voice to not disturb the rest.
-Hello, Who are those humans?
-What?, You don't know? It's Fenris the Ranger and Protonix the Esquire, they where charged this morning for high treason and conspiracy.
Chrono looked surprised, he couldn't even have dreamed that this could happen in Wessex. let alone among the officers.
-Had no idea. Been away for almost a week now.
-Hard to belive ain't it? I just wish this trail could end soon. It feels like days have passed already.
Chrono muttered something and mounted the axe on hes back as he eagerly waited for the results of this trail.

[Helgeran Mejsel]

"An interesting spectacle" thought Helgeran. You had to visit the far off territories to see drama like this, the lawsayers of the capital took care of most bussiness behind barred doors and coin decided the outcome rather than moral and justice. Would he even get to witness a double execution to deaden up these times of boredom and protracted travels just waiting for some great unspecified event that loomed right below the horizon to happen?

[Miles Dei]

Your late arrival is apparent by your commentary. Justice will be served.

[Enoch]

((Sorry for the lack of defense, but someone quit at work, so I got to pick up the majority of their shifts. I'm off tomorrow, though, and should be able to pound the majority of it out))

[Matthias]

The fatigue of the day's training drains out of Matthias as he realises the import of the affairs being conducted here. Quietly standing on a hitching rail, he takes in the faces of the accused, seeing detached arrogance in the one and desperation in the other. Two Squires of the Duchy, brought so low? So intrigued he is, one hand keeping his balance against the livery stable wall, that the anxiety for his dying father is pushed, for a time, aside.