The uprising startled Levan from his train of thoughts. It took him a moment to gather what was going on, but then found everyone's eyes focussed on the man hanging from the side of a building pointing up at the sky. What was that man thinking, shouting those things from such a position? The guards would be on him in seconds, or at least beneath him waiting for him to come down. What was he going to do from up there, wait until they whithered away The rash behaviour of some men baffled the scholar sometimes.

And then the rain came pouring down. Not just a few drops, but like entire buckets being emptied over their heads. Strange. While the weather was not all that great today, a bit on the chilly side, there had been no sign of rain. Yet the man had predicted it -promised it even and now it was pouring.

Could it be? Could that man posess what Levan had been looking for? Could he have an artefact, one that could actually allow the practise of magic? Levan had to find out. But to do that, he would need to get closer to the man, preferably at a time he was not persued by guards. 

The scholar looked around and saw that the mob had made way for the guards to approach the building the stranger was hanging from. He decided to move closer, to the front of the line of people. Levan was no hero, though. He preferred to sit back and observe and find a way around all the muckus. That was what he was doing now, observing the situation. If the man was caught, he could probably bribe the guards into letting him interview the man -the right guard at least. Which one would that be? If the man got away, though, Levan would have to find a way to follow him or locate him again. He looked like the type who wouldn't think beyond his own moment of fame, the type who would not have a getaway plan, but Levan had been wrong about those things before. 

So he did what he did best and studied what he observed. What did the man look like? What did his surroundings look like? Was there anyone on the ground behaving oddly, suspiciously, like they were about to help him? How was he hanging up there, how could he have gotten up there? So many more questions and it was uncertain which ones would need answering before he could achieve his goals.