Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190925195201/@comment-5543592-20190927143139

The 'cells' were set up, wood-cuttouts with bars painted on them.

Several actors appeared on stage, standing seperated, each next to their own cuttout. Behind stage a sad violin played. The actors stared at their feet, looking generally depressed.

One of them, an Imperial woman with large sets in an angular, pretty face, framed by long blond hair, stepped from her bars, to address the audience.

"Such proud people were we." Her voice carried, sharp and crisp. "Trapped now in disgrace, by a man unfit for his place.  Jagar Tharn hath betrayed us!  Hath betrayed the Empire!  What stand he to gain from our suffering?  By what right does he sit upon the Ruby Throne?"

A tall Nordic man shouted out, "By what right does any?"

"Aye!" The female Argonian shouted next. "What do we care of Emperors and Kings as we languish here in this prison?"

"Because treachery can be allowed to stand." Now spoke an Imperial man, standing dead center of the prison. "The Ruby Throne must be occupied by a member of the bloodline, this is known!  And though I may not live to see tomorrow, I would gladly join the fight!  And when our children tell our story, they will tell the story of tonight!"

"What is your name?" The Nord grumbled.

"Talin Warhaft--son to the general.  And I know you Ragnar Heljarchen, and you Diana Draci.  Zaydate, 'Gabriel.'  Fellow traitors, but ones who will be oppressed no longer!  Who will stand with me?  Who will raise a glass to freedom?"

"Aye!"

"Aye!"

"And aye!"

"And aye too!"

"Raise a glass to freedom!" Talin bellowed, and the others joined in, shoving down the bars and marching in a single file line along the edge of the stage. "Something they can never take away! No matter what they tell you!

"Raise a glass to the five of us!  Tomorrow there will be more of us!

"Raise a glass to freedom!  To the story of tonight!"

They marched offstage.

Baldr was frowning. How did they actually get out of the cells?