They started walking up to the market, knocking things down on their way—people included—to show their presence.
They were indeed Vagabonds.
They stopped their march almost at the dead center of the market and then one of them stepped forward.
"Listen up, ya foolz! I want everything ya have," he announced loudly. "And I want it fast! When I say "go", you bastardz get me everything ya have and put it right over there. If anyone triez to act sly, I will cut their throat right in front of their kidz. And as for the kidz…they will be my slavez!"
The expression on the faces of the people gathered in the marketplace darkened. The atmosphere felt heavy…very heavy. Tension and confusion could be felt and seen through the air.
