An unusual sight greets the Western Gate, as a frail figure known as Mordalynne DeWynter is escorted by a small patrol of Gendarmes. Sentence is pronounced: for "citizenship fraud and libel against the gentry", she is to be flogged until the loss of her senses. Fifteen lashes see the sentenced woman collapse unconscious to the ground.
Yet this display of "justice" leaves some disquiet amongst onlookers. Some might be wondering, "What are we, Darkon?!" Perhaps it is also the Dementlieuse sense of moral superiority that was victimised today.
((edit note: minor change with DM feedback!))