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A commotion had shaken the city. Bedlis Nainnan scanned the crowd from his balcony, his eyes shifting from person to person. "What a rowdy crowd. Could they be any noisier!" He barked out a frustrated order towards the mumbling mob "Hey! Commoners, please, I am trying to enjoy the scenery of our lovely city. But your behavior stains its glory with pettiness! Calm down will you? I Sergeant Bedlis Nainnan command you, in the name of the nation!" He felt disdain, not towards them, but towards how a person could become a whispering sob when he was surrounded amongst peers.

Bedlis walked down from his white decorated balcony, jumping straight and using fire to propel himself upwards and break his fall, his military boots landing smoothly on the cobblestone floor beneath. The mob just gave him disaproving glares of anger, amongst the citizens he heard whispered "Unbelievable, and these people are supposed to be our protectors!" Bedlis flinched at the remark, and reacted "That I am! I protect you because I feel like it, you should be grateful, and here you are criticising me! Ungrateful cur." He shouldered the man and made his way towards the seasoned tavern that seemed to be causing the commotion.