In Ul'dah, the sun was shining brightly on another day of busy commerce among the city's many market stalls. All people, from adventurers to peasants to the rich and powerful, visited these stalls at some point in the day.
Every time they did, Screaming Fist was there to whisper in their ears.
She was clad in concealing clothes, red and black and chain, with a black mask covering all but her single good eye and her mouth. All it took was a whisper, a simulated conversation with someone else in the market, and someone else would hear the words and pass them to a dozen others.
"There are traitors in the Sultansworn. Gods save the Sultana. Criminals and traitors in the Sultansworn! Assassins! Thieves!"
As Fist walked among the multitudes, she nodded in satisfaction as the air became heavy, thick with tension and conspiratorial whispers. Upon making sure the word was passed in the markets, she then went to the Coliseum, and Hustings Strip, and the Gold Court, and even the Quicksand, making sure to spread the word.
"Traitors in the Sultansworn? Impossible! Murderers, assassins, Gods save the Sultana! Someone must save the Sultana!"
And finally, when word was spread at the end of that day, Screaming Fist calmly departed from Ul'dah's gates, throwing her disguise aside as she walked out into the burning deserts. As she did so, she whispered one thing:
"Come to me."
Every time they did, Screaming Fist was there to whisper in their ears.
She was clad in concealing clothes, red and black and chain, with a black mask covering all but her single good eye and her mouth. All it took was a whisper, a simulated conversation with someone else in the market, and someone else would hear the words and pass them to a dozen others.
"There are traitors in the Sultansworn. Gods save the Sultana. Criminals and traitors in the Sultansworn! Assassins! Thieves!"
As Fist walked among the multitudes, she nodded in satisfaction as the air became heavy, thick with tension and conspiratorial whispers. Upon making sure the word was passed in the markets, she then went to the Coliseum, and Hustings Strip, and the Gold Court, and even the Quicksand, making sure to spread the word.
"Traitors in the Sultansworn? Impossible! Murderers, assassins, Gods save the Sultana! Someone must save the Sultana!"
And finally, when word was spread at the end of that day, Screaming Fist calmly departed from Ul'dah's gates, throwing her disguise aside as she walked out into the burning deserts. As she did so, she whispered one thing:
"Come to me."
