The denizens of the lower districts of Sklaviunt woke up to the domineering voice of Zenon who, with the aid of a megaphone and standing atop an elevated platform, announced his intent to all who cared to listen.
The Call of Dawn had just concluded when his voice echoed across all five districts.
"There was an attack against a member of the Tribunal last night, an attack that was orchestrated by a terrorist. We have reason to believe that this man, along with his fellow cohorts, is currently hiding amongst you lot. That is why I am here, to ask that you give them up now, for the safety of your homes."
He paused momentarily, watching as the people of the lower districts emerged from their houses, expressions marred with confusion as they stared at him.
Most were filthy, with very few appearing passable and even then, there was no way to get rid of the smell.
Zenon stared down at them with a disgusted look despite once being like them.
