The Roasted Boar Tavern is surprisingly full considering that it's not in the central district of Settonton. The smell of roast pork fills the air along with the clinks of beer mugs and the rapidly fading chatter as a great hero of the war stands to give a speech. "Fred! Three cheers for Fred Foster!" goes the chant amid clapping.
Looking as splendid as he can pull off in his brown tunic, Fred hushes the crowd with a wave. As always, his longsword hangs at his side. He scans the crowd carefully. They are mostly human, with a couple of halflings and an elf.
"Thank you" he says. "I just want to say that I wholeheartedly support what Mayor Richards is doing. Crowning himself King is a bold step but we need to take what we can get. Monsters destroyed the Bylan Empire, but humans shall rebuild this land!"
Cheers and clapping result.
"I have to admit though, I am troubled, my friends. Not merely by the enormous task ahead of us. For there is a more subtle threat, I fear. You know what I am speaking about. Monsters walk among us, creatures of evil blood and base instincts. They are corrupting our women and mingling their blood with our own! This must stop!"
Looking as splendid as he can pull off in his brown tunic, Fred hushes the crowd with a wave. As always, his longsword hangs at his side. He scans the crowd carefully. They are mostly human, with a couple of halflings and an elf.
"Thank you" he says. "I just want to say that I wholeheartedly support what Mayor Richards is doing. Crowning himself King is a bold step but we need to take what we can get. Monsters destroyed the Bylan Empire, but humans shall rebuild this land!"
Cheers and clapping result.
"I have to admit though, I am troubled, my friends. Not merely by the enormous task ahead of us. For there is a more subtle threat, I fear. You know what I am speaking about. Monsters walk among us, creatures of evil blood and base instincts. They are corrupting our women and mingling their blood with our own! This must stop!"