Inciting the Riot
As the afternoon wore on, I made my back to Garrus and Logan. I told them of the riot I was setting up that night. They agreed that it would be useful in keeping the city watch off our backs while we ade a play for the captives. With little information in how they would actually be moved, we did work out the most likely route Denthos' men would use. We would be ready.
At te appointed time, I made my way to the market square. Using all of my oratory skill, I made the already angry crowd, angrier. I used the evil lurinking in the neighbourhood line to great effect. I played on their sympathetic emotions to the orphans by claiming," These unfortunates, who have already lost an incalcuable amount, who have already suffered at life's injustice should have those wrongs compounded by being betrayed by the very people that are supposed to protect them.
"These poor children are being sold into slavery, prostitution and worse by the headmaster.
"The law does nothing. They do not care about the fate a few children.
"The only people that care are standing here. The only people with the strength and will to do something stand before me, here, tonight.
"We will act when no else will. We will provide justice to these children. We will step forward and say 'No! Not anymore."
The crowd starting chanting. "No more! No more!"
My own voice was rising in pith of righteous anger," Let's end this! To the orphanage!"
And like water behind a broken dam, the crowd surged in the direction of the orphanage. I could already see the town guard arriving in force. Some tried to stop the crowd from moving on the building. Others engaged the crowd directly with clubs. Fights were breaking out.
I had to be somewhere else, and made my way quickly to where the party waited. I worried that I could be identified for inciting the riot, and needed to make a fast getaway.
I was told that the captives were being transported in 2 wagons. Each one had guards flanki g either side, a driver, a guard on the roof and one riding inside the wagon to watch captives themselves.
We set up an order of battle. Only Wren and Azzarak were missing. Wren was to enter the last wagon by stealth. No one had heard from or seen Azzarrak in 2 days. He couldn't be bothered to report in. As we waited, I wondered if I wanted to continue to work with someone as stupid as Azzarrak seemed to be. After all, anyone with a brain would check in once in a while. He should be here, waiting for them with us.
And then we saw them, coming down the street. We readied ourselves and then charged,