In the days following the sacking and near razing of Tilverton, large chests of gold are seen being given. Even the lowest of conscripts find coin in their pocket.....

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In the early dawn a number of riders, garbed in the armour of the royal guard, bloodied and exhausted, are seen heading towards the palace. In their haste they nearly trample a few early risers under foot.

Some time later rumors of the war begin to spread.

"The king is dead......no that was the duke...he was killed by the king"
"The king is dead....killed by Myrkyr...no the druids and spirit lady came to whisk the king to safety"
"Tempus be thanked, the battle ended in victory... bloodbath don't you mean. Always the small folk paying for the great victories ain't it"
"Did you see the Skulls? Who where they fighting for?"
"Sir Mordecai is dead, killed by Dame Saga"
"Dame Saga was seen killing a number of her own troops to protect the traitors in Tilverton"

....and many more as people wait for official word from the palace. By late afternoon the entire city and beyond anxiously waits...

A scream pierces the afternoon buzz of Historic District. As fast as a goose on the loose word spreads of a murder. Onlookers speak of a distraught Enya and two very well dressed bodies, well one far less dressed than the other, being taken out by the morgue under the watchful eyes of a Cyric priest. Other notable comments are seeing the Sentinal of Cormaeril and the well regarded Friar of the Eternal Light speaking with a disinterested Crown guard

Some fearful commoners swear they overheard a militiawomen tell of a bloody symbol....

In response to the Royal Proclamation, there is a feeling of a welcome surprise among the people though many mages complain of poor treatment at the hands of local merchants and citizen.

Once again the least of the realm look to their betters in hope of security. Rumors of the precept's true nature still circulate and of the other travesties brought on by Mages ranging from the Black Tower to the Illuminated Blade. Some reports of beaten mages and in more than one whispered conversation of murder can be overheard in the outlying areas, spread by caravan travellars.

More and more mages begin to register with their local lords or the crown directly though not all are pleased with this harsh measure.

Many wonder what comes next fearful of being in the middle of a magical confrontation.....