A wine shop, Paris, France. When:
July 17, 1789. (Day 4)Warnings:
None as yet!
It is July 17, and the scorned representatives from the Third Estate are coming together to declare themselves a National Assembly. Spirits are high in Paris despite growing fears of foreign invasion in the countryside and the horrific violence of the days previous. The King has come
to the city, and he still enjoys popular support and respect since he has come to accept the tricolour and all it represents. It is dangerous to be in the city without a tricolour cockade
on your hat or cap. The aristocrats in the city talk among themselves of plans to leave the country, though some are supportive of the new shift in power and have friends and allies among the other Estates. Secretly, King Louis and his supporters have hopes of foreign support for absolute monarchy abroad, but so far the rest of the world has yet to react to the revolution with more than stunned stares.
At the small wineshop owned by an ailing old woman and her daughter, Marie, residents of Bellum Letale are regrouping. Small teams have gone out to search the city for more residents and supplies while those left behind take the opportunity to discuss what has happened and how to reverse it. As the day wears on, the headaches and nausea that was symptomatic of the first time jump returns in isolated waves, apparently at random among the residents.