To call her words incendiary would be an understatement. As November launched into her speech, proclaiming all sorts of crazy things, Allereun could simply listen, stunned at the audacity of what she said. This was...a bit insane, wasn't it? What even was she saying? People had been tossed into the mines for less than the crazy shit she was spewing. The crowd she had gathered, all relatively pious folk, had been worked up into a frenzy, and as eggs and rotten vegetables fell upon her like the shittiest rain in the world, Allereun couldn't help but turn away.

What was he supposed to be seeing here? This was [i]a normal response[/i].

The alchemist grimaced, and as more food was wasted upon the words of a provocateur, he disappeared into the crowds.