A Visiting Dignitary

While most of the people lived rather hum drum lives broken up by stories and intoxicants at regular intervals, there was something that always managed to excite crowds, the arrival of some high class foreigner!

The bigger the better, the stranger, the more exotic, the larger the crowd.

One woman, who stopping selling flowers from a basket to people more uninterested than usual tugged on the coat of a man at the back of a crowd and asked what was happening.

He explained that a foreign ruler was supposedly coming, and already sent out a hundred heralds with banners and trumpets on marvelous beasts.

Another woman butted in to say she was from the furthest icy wastes, and though she was fabulously wealthy her land was all a crystalline white.

Another said she was either from the moon or simply owned it, she wasn't sure which.

So the flower girl took a crate, turned it over and stepped up to get a view of what was causing all the commotion.