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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Trench" data-source="post: 4126300" data-attributes="member: 40464">Elissa Gladesmere- The Guildsman DistrictAround midday, an inconspicuous sewer grate in a non-descript alley next to Quallin's Books is carefully moved aside once the coast is clear and a full backpack emerges, quickly followed by the slim elven form of Elissa Gladesmere. Once the grate is back in place, she hefts her pack, and slips quietly into Birch Street.In front of the bookshop, she stops to get her bearings. The most famous part of Midtown is Delvers Square, probably a five to ten minute walk away given traffic. She spins about to face the opposite direction, and starts walking south towards the Guildsman District.It's a pleasant enough walk at first, especially past the huge ivy-covered garden and grounds of the Herbalists Guild buildings, but eventually Elissa reaches the more workmanlike district of the Guilds. Pulling her cloak more fully around her head and shoulders, she consults a basic city map, and then redirects her steps to the City Watch tower.The Herbalist Guild seems to exist simply to set up the disappointment one feels when they walk into the Guildsman District proper. Elissa's nose wrinkles at the acrid smoke that still continues to belch from all the smokestacks, causing the rain to leave black streaks on nearly every surface. The streets are dirty and strewn with leftover debris from various forges and mills at the best of times, but now glass is found every half a block where windows have been broken.Elissa notices workers rushing either home or to work quickly, almost frantically. At one point, the rogue sees two men walk side by side, when they suddenly pull large Ironworker's hammers from under their aprons and smash the windows of a small shop. They run off before the owner is able to exit the front door, brandishing a short sword.Ahead on Constable Way, just past St. Daris's Church, Elissa can hear raised voices from where the Guildsman Tower would be.Keeping one hand about the hilt of a dagger concealed in her cloak, Elissa cautiously makes her way to the source of the noise. As Elissa creeps forward, she sees a small crowd of maybe ten to fifteen men near the entrance of the Tower, each split up into small groups of three or so. They mostly seem to be milling about and muttering to themselves, throwing vicious glances to each other. The two guards stationed at the front entrance keep their hands on their swords and watch them nervously.The noise seems to come from a wiry man that no one is paying attention to, save a blonde elf watching him with rapt attention. The speaker is standing on top of an upturned crate and pumping a fist full of broadsheets in the air."-Frickard was a man who knew the value of the people! He created this tool FOR the people! To make their voices heard! And this is why the Empire silenced him! They are afraid of the people's voice!"</blockquote>

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