The bazaar holds an execution stand, surrounded by rabid dogs and peasants walking around begging for food from royals.
Public execution stand, Bazaar
rat
guard
I am a king's guard in the royal palace. I am fighting against the army trying to overthrow the king. I am a guard who has pledge my life to defend the king.
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! Well, let's just say that the queen has a spot in her bed for many more people than just the king. Things get pretty wild when he's out of the country.