[HQ Ignorance] Re : Re : Re : Scene 122: The Tower of the General

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> On this the westerner nobleman turned on the remains of the Talor's
> fellowship
> and advised :
> - "Hide well for a while, I may meet my doom here..."

The Fellowship did not need to take a hint, and scurried into hiding
places within the alleyway.

> And on these words, he walked openly, and apparently calmly, to the next
> iron
> sentinel.

The march across the plaza seemed to catch the iron guards by surprise, at
least for a moment. Then, with great precision, they surrounded the wooden
knight. A guard in a red and black uniform came forward, and with a
mechanical voice spoke a menacing tone:

> Just before he could be seen by the soldiers, he raised his bare hands
> hight
> above his head and shouted:
> - "Who would receive the King of Seshnela lost in this strange land ! I
> surrender to the legitimate and ultimate authority of this place and
> request an
> audience to swear my loyalty to it."

"It is against the laws of the General for puppets to be outside at this
hour. We do not know of this 'Sehsnela' of which you speak. We shall take
you to the General. You shall explain your presence or you shall be
converted into kindling for the furnaces. "

.... and with that the iron guards march Azhur beyond to the door of the
Tower which slams shut with a clang that echoes throughout the plaza...
and then he is gone.