An imposing half orc tosses watery ales around the bar while talking and walking around a podium.
"People of the Crone, I bring you free beer and a message!
We forget our history down here, we forget that Lower Sanctuary use to be a free city. We forget we are free men.
Now we're enslaved by those upstairs! Who has not felt the corruption and heavy handedness of the watchmen?
*cheers greet this but one single elf boos*
Upper conquered us, forced us to obey their laws and took our freedom to own our own lives!
*a voice rings out 'You're forgetting we're one city!'*
One city!? You forget freedom, freedom once meant that after you escape the chains of slavery you weren't locked in a cell. Upstairs they conquered us to keep themselves safe they said, but what did we get and how much did we lose?!
*shouts begin in the back 'Ubel, Ubel, Ubel'*
A cowardly watchman was seen today, fleeing a battle and leaving men to die. When I dared confront him, he beat me and left me for dead!
Is this monstros Sniveling Bartley the gnome in jail though? No! He walks free, maybe to strike against another of us!
*shouts of 'Billy, Billy, Billy' begin while an elf calls out 'Without Upper's protection there would be no lower, their laws keep us safe'*
We'll stand for it no longer! We can't run for Council, it costs 1000 gold coins! Who is that rich? Not me! Not you!
We must demand our freedom instead, no more Council no more watch! We deserve the right to police ourselves, and make our own law. The majority of Sanctuary lives down here, but the majority of the Council lives above! Its not our Council!
*a shout 'They're our slavers!" rings out*
We must demand action!
*an elf yells out something from the crowd but he's drowned by chants of 'Ubel, Ubel, Ubel!" at which point the crowd turns on the elf and with Vrirkuk on his heels the elf flees the Pissing Crone beating nearly to death*
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((This happened in game, but was so much fun and probably so widely talked about that I paraphrased as much as I could remember to post it up here.))