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“For the crime of striking a Nobleman’s Herald, I send you to Morr.” And with a flick of his hands the bloody baptism was complete. Lucian killed his first human in execution.
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As the man’s head laid upon the ground facing down. Having resigned himself to death the eyes of the fallen had closed the moment he heard the scythe sliced through the air. In a way it was a respectable way to die, accepting it the way he had.
“Men!” Lucian declared as he flicked the blood off his scythe and starred upon those that remained, “This man has paid for his sins and for the sins of all you. Fleeing the battlefield you had done once before will not be tolerated. If you do, I know that Morr shall have you in his domain before long.”
The words were not kind and a spike of fear crossed through those present. Lucian had a far more intimate relationship with the Death God than others, and now each of them were experiencing just how close the relationship Lucian had with the God of Death.
“Listen well now. In three days we shall travel from this Castle towards the Greenskin and fight them alongside the Nobleman whom we are sworn to serve. Do this and return to your homes with your pension. If you fall then your bodies will be given onto Morr’s Garden.”
Lucian looked around and saw that everyone was looking upon him with focused eyes. He had each of their attentions for the sudden display of power was enough to make them realize the truth. The Heir of Ruin was no longer someone who they could simply talk about behind his back but instead someone who would make them pay for transgressions.
“Assemble here upon the third day before the sun rises. Dismissed!”
He watched them all scatter in an instant. Fear finally taking hold as they all fled for the farthest reaches of Castle Bastonne to be away from Morr’s Warrior.
“Quite the bloody affair.” Adok spoke as he walked up to the Squire. He looked upon the skull of the fallen with a mixed impression, “It's still a little odd seeing your people’s justice in action. If a Dwarf was given a command he would listen. Failing that he’d become a Slayer. You Umgi just don’t respect your own authority.”
Lucian looked at the corpse for a moment, “Sometimes we are just too afraid of Death to realize how close it is.”
>Take the body to Morr’s Garden
>Head out for a Drink
>Train for the evening.
