Naberic and Ashley heard the commotion from outside and peeked out the door to see what was going on. What they saw amazed them, it was a mob of people chasing one man, more a teenager of made 17 or 18.
The two thought it best to peer into the kitchen to ask Antonio what in the world was going on.
“Hey, Antonio?”
“What do you need? Did you not enjoy your meal?”
“No, the food was great, I am wondering why there is an angry mob chasing some teenage kid around.”
“Oh, so they finally caught him.”
“Caught who?” interrupted Naberic.
“That little thief Alfedro, he has been stealing our crops for months.”
“All that over some vegetables?”
“Yes, of course, we depend on those for lively hood. Without them, we would die. I hope they string that little fuck up good.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! They are going to kill him?”
“Yes, that is the punishment for stealing food here.”
“Is there anyway we can stop this?”
“You can try to go and see the town consul after he his caught and bargain for his life but I doubt there is anything you can do, and even with you do you will probably make some people very unhappy.”
“Well, We’re going to try anyway, right Nab?”
“Yeah, we’ll give it a try.”
As the two friends left the restaurant, they saw the captured man being dragged into the hall of the town consul, his face drenched in blood and body covered in bruises. The two companions followed the mob in the hall in the hopes that they could get the man’s life spared.