Echoes of Revolution
Noticing a half-empty bottle of rum nearby, you pour its contents over the maps and strike a match to ignite them. As the fire grows and chaos erupts outside the room, you slip out through the window, disappearing into the night.You extinguish the flickering oil lamp and retreat into the darkest part of the room, merging with the shadows. As the soldiers' lanterns sweep across the space, you remain silent and motionless, planning your silent escape when they least expect it.Turning abruptly, you confront the soldiers with a steely gaze. "State your purpose here, and tread carefully! I serve the King directly, and your actions border on insubordination." Your tone carries the weight of authority, aiming to sow doubt in their resolve.