City Flavour Dawn

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The temple bells are rung.
The Watch changes, the torches extinguished. The patrol size is halved.
The morning watch relieves the night guard, with some smalltalk and gossip being exchanged.
As the sun appears over the bleak horizon the iron wrought gates of the city slowly open to admit the multitude of traders to come.
As the church bells ringing signifies the start of the working day you see swarms of craftsmen and carters hurry to their stations. However, there are no bakers, as they have to wake up much earlier to proof the bread.
Created by Jorge González
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