CHAPTER 29
Terrible is the power
of a mob’s rage.
–FROM THE BOOK OF ST. ALBANS–
Oslon felt the upheaval and rage of a Genie let out of its bottle. The festering rage of Rogarian arrogance and cruelty kept forcibly contained through fear and intimidation at last burst open like a raging mountain flood washing away earthen dams and sweeping away giant swaths of forests. Whatever was Rogarian in Oslon was attacked and pillage. Crowds, shouting and out of control, with burning torches in their hands, ravaged and burnt to the ground Rogarian shrines, the main residence of the Rogarian priests, and even individual homes of Rogarian followers. Back and forth through the mud and snow packed streets of the town they rambled. Nothing Rogarian was spared. The ugly conflagrations of brightly lit h
