Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170525105952/@comment-19164168-20170626161237

"Likely so. Everyone here is... well... Bretons" Evrain ageed with Amaryllis.

Making their way to the central market, the banner of the new monarchy, which proudly beared the insignia of the moons within the grasp of a black claw, flew around Wayrest, and showed the military might of the new order.

A public event was now undergoing, and the townsfolk nearby closed near the stage of the central market.. Those who did not want to watch were forced to watch regardless when the guards refused to let them leave once the timetable hit the mark of noon.