As the ziggurat came close to finishing we were blessed by a visit from the king and two of his nobles. The gracious king decided to enslave his nobles for some transgression and used some form of ugly magic to throw them into the pits. This action triggered a release of aggression from our fellow slaves who were to worn out or angered to realize the main cause of their lot in life was the one on the other side of the fence. Holding ourselves to a higher standard we decided to protect the weak nobles and thus successful protected them. Our gracious king rewarded us by giving the nobles title to two in our group and killed those we protected. I guess he enjoyed watching the battle at least he did not kill us for our actions.