The bazaar holds an execution stand, surrounded by rabid dogs and peasants walking around begging for food from royals.
Public execution stand, Bazaar
guard
rat
I am a large gray rat that scurries around in the castle walls. I like visiting the kitchen to snack on the bread crumbs. I carry diseases, so don’t touch me.
Don't mind me, guard. I'm just here to scavenge for leftovers. Yikes!!! Is that a talking rat? As if they weren't scary enough already.  Yeah, yeah, that's what I always get. I guess that's what I get for being the only one. Hmmm...I have to say I'd rather fight a rival army than deal with a talking rat, but you aren't all that scary.  Jeez, buddy. Chill with the hostilities. I'm harmless. I just want food and place to rest. Ok. I'll put aside the bubonic plague and all. Here's something.  Thanks! And I am plague free (as far as I know!) You are a pretty cute little guy. Where did you come from? Eh, you know. Here and there. I usually run around inside the castle walls. Less chance of being killed by a human. The queen would be beside herself if she knew!  Oh, if you only knew the things that I hear from inside the walls! The queen would have be on this chopping block if she knew the secrets I could share. Please share one!