You see the scalped corpse of the Rebellion leader laying in the town square, leaning against the torn Rebellion banner. Around him are scattered a manner of Orcish and Rebellion weapons, broken and glinting in the morning light.
A crow lands, and pecks at the corpse, before flying away squawking as you hear the trampling of marching boots coming from a nearby street. Monks swiftly rush forward and gather up the body, taking it to the Cloud Temple in hopes of reviving him as they have many of the villains of th land countless times.
Several Peacekeepers march into the square, armor glinting in the noon sunlight. Two hold long cavalry sabers, looking warily from side to side. The back-most Peacekeeper holds a tall standard bearing the Salvus crest. The Peacekeeper at the front of the ensemble holds a scroll in his hands, which he promptly unrolls. He raises his iron visor, and looks at the paper, before announcing;
"Hear ye, all who oppose the Kingdom and her Majesty Queen Dawn Perea of Salvus, and by extension, the Values of Peace and Honor it stands for in these times of change, that any and all who support the so-called "Free Peoples" Movement that is inspiring terror and bloodshed in our streets, that we, the Peacekeepers, and those who stay loyal to the Kingdom, shall hunt you down, and scalp you like we did this traitor - for that is what you are! Traitorous! You have no right to raise your blades against her Majesty, who has defended you and your families with every breath, and will continue to do for as long as you shall live!"
The man rolls up the scroll printed on thick vellum, and tucks it into his pack. He stands up straight once more and shouts.
"Disband and return to your homes, and you shall not be harmed! I, as a member of the Most Honorable Peacekeepers, promise this to you!"
He lowers his visor, nods once, then marches off with the other three Peacekeepers.
An air of silence hangs over the square, as the crowds of protesters quietly disperse.