The bazaar holds an execution stand, surrounded by rabid dogs and peasants walking around begging for food from royals.
Public execution stand, Bazaar
peasant
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.
Oh, look at all this good food on the ground!  Peasant, let a rat through so I can get to those scraps! Sorry rat, I food too. I'll let you have a few crumbs. Oh, thank you Peasant!  Usually in the kitchens they try to smash me with a broom.  Do you think there'll be an execution today? I am not sure, but I hope not. The sight of a man's head being chopped off makes me queasy.  Ugh, no kidding.  But at least lots of people gathering here means a lot of dropped goodies.  What do you do when there're no royals around to beg food from? The royals would laugh at me if I dared ask for food. I have to steal it from the market Oh yes, I could see that.  Those royals sure are snooty - and stingy, too!  Do the merchants ever catch you?  The kitchen maids catch me all the time. Not yet -- or they pretend not to notice. To be caught stealing would lead to a lifetime of imprisonment.   That's nice of them, I wish they kitchen maids pretended not to notice - it hurts getting whacked by a broom!  But they don't get too close, they worry about the diseases I carry. It sounds like your life is more challenging than mine. Here rat, you can have the rest of this. Oh wow Peasant, no one's ever been so nice to me before!  I'd hug you, but you know, black plague and all.  Here, let's split it.  Sounds like your life's pretty hard, too.  Got any family? I had a wife but she passed away during childbirth. I am too old and unsightly to find another wife, unfortunately. What about you, do you have a little rat family?