Chapter 120

Octavius raised his hands to silence the people who only yelled more, pumping their fists in the air as they shouted. Octavius looked helplessly at the angry faces as they demanded that he open the gates so they can destroy the temple or do something about their predicament. They spoke simultaneously and loudly that he could not hear a single word. 

Taking a deep breath he raised his voice high above the din. "People of Camelorn what is it you want?" 

The replied all at once. Octavius' ears hurt at their shouts. He took another breath and shouted louder.

"I can not hear what you all are saying and as such can not respond to your complaints. If you may please chose someone to speak for everyone."

It was an impossible task. They were an angry mob and everyone wanted to represent the crowd. After much time had been wasted with much pushing and fighting the people finally chose a certain merchant who held a little girl in his arms.  He held her