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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tharune" data-source="post: 3727214" data-attributes="member: 28683">[OOC: have I specified the time? Late afternoon/early evening, the sun makingits journey towards the horizon]It did indeed seem to be the new Lord of the City, Ashchenon Dermmen. He was young, very young, perhaps not even seen twenty summers. Yet he hada shrewd look about him, mixed with the fervent fresh-faced optimism thatthe young seemed to have. He was astride a light warhorse, wearing brilliantsplint mail and a cloak of House Dermmen's green-and-black colors. Surrounding him, also mounted, were a half-dozen of his personal guard; theyhad the spit-and-polish look of the governor's guard, but there was no mistakingthe sheen on weapons and scabbards that indicated much use. One was obviouslytheir leader, an older grizzled man with the device of Tempus on his shield anda weighing look that seemed to take in the whole area at once. The guard kept thecrowd at bay; perhaps a hundred citizens, walking along the sides of the street to catch a glimpse of the new ruler. To Ghelt's trained ear, perhaps a third ofthe crowd seemed fanatically pleased to see the new Lord, and most of the others either faked their enthusiasm or were silent and watchful.One of the citizens, a middle-aged woman, seemed so happy that she faintedat the side of the street ahead of the procession; no, wait, her body seemed tostart an uncontrollable shaking...At the same time, Grogan noticed a few pebbles bouncing off the cobblestones infront of him; looking up, he could see the faint silhouette of either a small childor halfling on the opposite roof. Grogan was just in the right position, as between thecover and the sun the person was invisible from the crowd. There seemed to besome kind of bow or crossbow in the figure's hands...</blockquote>

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