Dusk
The stars hung in the sky, thick as high mountain snow, as the party visited the market. Maximus the Merciless lived up to his name as he attempted to swindle and double-cross the party despite their own intention to deceive and offer options.
Guards, willing to do Maximus’s bidding, flocked all around but the heroes were quick and brutal. The fury of the injustices ignited something new - lightning flew across the scene and Braz’s anger took a new form as he transformed into a raging bull. But he was trapped in this unfamiliar form in unfamiliar surroundings.
Finally, Maximus lay dying on the floor. A wave of mercy came over Braz who was about to stabilize Maximus and bring him to justice - but then the acts of hurtful cruelty that he had performed on minotaurs for years came into sharp focus.
Braz made a strong and direct promise to seek him out in the depth of the underworld to ensure he would suffer again as he plunged Maximus’s own speartip into his throat.