[Mini Event] To See and Pray [OPEN TO ALL]

Emmett had only vaguely remembered, through the haze of his fog of grief and pain, that there was a planned assault on the spire going ahead. He had not intended to watch, but when he arrived at the market with the intention of cleaning his stall, he had found it practically empty. After a second of pure confusion he had worked out where everyone must been and decided he should see what was going on. He arrived at the spot just as Rory began to angrily yell. Emmett agreed with the man and nodded along as he walked up. He didn't have anything against Outlanders (after all, his girlfriend was one) but he did think it rich they all thought they knew better. About the Spire, about the Gods, about the life here...it was begun to grate on him. Still, he wasn't the kinda guy to get into fights. He stood by and watched, taking everyone in. Some people were milling about, some laughing, one man sat in the corner with his head in his hands as if the world had already come down. Emmett was practically daydreaming until Zariah began to speak, when he suddenly found himself rolling his eyes. Normally he was calm, friendly. But the latent anger at his recent grief came pouring out all of a sudden, his arms folding and his voice raising. "'Scuse me, but us Naturals did come to the meetings. But y'all don' listen. Ever. It's just 'aw well, we want out! Fuck your beliefs 'n' plans 'n' books, we want out and we think it might be somethin' t'do with the Spire, so let's just go mess with it!'" He pointed towards the Spire. "Y'lot don' know any more than we do what that does, 'n' running over to it before we're prepared is nothin' but dumb and disrespectful." Ok, Here It Goes