>>6071451>>6071462>>6072100>>6072101>1 Passes = Unjust murder. The execution is carried out, but the only thing inspired here is resentment.With the lack of a gallows in Siferton, a sturdy tree on the outskirts of the village is selected as the site where the sentences are to be carried out. Hours before, Zamul and a group of guards go into the village and retrieve the remaining wealth from the mint. Afterwards, they spread word that an execution is to happen.
>After all that the thieves spent, you gain +2 Wealth.It is a little after noon when the prisoners are brought to the tree. Three men of Hilma’s retinue, chosen at random, stand ready to execute the sentences that Hilma reads off herself in front of the small assembled crowd. As the names of the condemned are read there is a stir among the crowd, the names and face are familiar ones, local ones. Maintaining an official and steely disposition, Hilma reads off the crimes and their punishments. The crowd stiffens and Hilma can see a few brows furrow in anger, but no one moves to protest. “For these crimes your punishments shall be carried out in sight of the people Siferton and under the supervision of her majesty Queen-Dowager Hilma Hyrule.” Hilma can feel eyes lock on to her as she says the words, the heat of their ire tangible from up on the hill. “May the goddesses preserve your spirits.” She finishes, and the sentences are carried out. First are the ones to have their hands broken a flesh branded. The executioners take out their swords, and using the pommels smash the condemneds’ splayed fingers. Their shouts and screams of pain make the crowd flinch at every blow. When the condemneds’ fingers are sufficiently mangled, the branding iron is brought out and the symbol for thief, is branded into the backs of their hands. Punishments over, the men are taken away and Durro is brought forward. The noose if place around his neck and he if forced up onto a stool. Weights are placed around his ankles and the rope is tightened. Then at a nod from Hilma, the stool is kicked out and Durro dangles freely from his neck. He kicks squirm, and chokes, face reddening as the life is choked out of him. The man lasts for a long time before he finally stops twitching. Sir Bormin confirms the man’s death and the execution is brought to a close.
As Hilma and her retinue depart, she looks over her shoulder one last time at the scene below her. A portion of the crowd had gone by now, to take care of the injured men, or back to their tasks. A sizeable amount is still there though, staring at Durro or her, she does not know. Hilma wonders briefly how long it will be before they cut Durro’s body down, but she does not dwell on it long, she can’t. What’s done is done, and done justly. Dwelling on what could have been will not prepare her for tomorrow.
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