7. As Above, So Below
Author's Note: The dueling edicts scenario I'm drawing from Descent. Hopefully, it still makes sense in compressed form.
The first edict nearly caused a riot. The second filled the streets – from Outwall Town to Violin Street to the Bottle – to unhappy, violent end. But law ruled: no Northmen nor Haradrim worked docks.
Damn Valacar and Castamir, Ambarin thought. Bloody high-born feuds! Six months of anger got desperate quick: Pelargir's guardsmen felt a bad moon rising.
Giggling made him turn to see some 'wharf monkeys' – Damn foreign insults! – throw stones at ships from behind posts, then dart away. The Row's children, lately idled, daily wreaked petty vengeances.
Little blighters, he cursed grimly, giving chase, feeling all sliding towards blood…
Prompt: bottle, wharf, violin, moon, monkey