With little difficulty, Edvard Zamoyski ends the life of Ulgarek, the sorcerer, with a coupe de grace.
"Noooooo. . . . . ughhhhhh . . . ."
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""My words and thought would see you dead... you have condemned yourself through your own admission and I see no reason for quarter. As you say... these are hard times... and hard justice is warranted." Ulgarek's face goes even further pale at Edvard's words. "What?! You are going to kill me?! I, I thought you believed in justice and redemption?! I thought you were good people that showed mercy?!" "Boy, you're not a very quick study, are you? Here you are, found burglarizing our friend's house, you try to pass it off as a public service, and you're pointing out to us that WE'RE the justice in these parts--but first stop my chatter that's defending the paladin with a big sword who's trying to help you." "Stop, Halfling! Don't leave, no! I do not want to die and I am sorry for getting involve in this whole affair. I know I have made a mistake, but don't let me die at the hands of this guy! Please show me some mercy!"
"PPfffft!! You think he got the Lord's favor as an accident, or because of anything other than his own merit--then you've got another think coming!" "Enough of your chatter! So what is it you plan to do to me?! You caught and now you can send me to meet my justice, but as you can see, the guard has fled like the rest of the people of the vale!"
"You are clearly lacking in moral fiber and should change your focus from stealing to finding ways to help the people of the Vale prepare for the danger that is approaching. I suggest you stop focusing on yourself and start thinking about others! If the Inheritor is to have any mercy on you, I suggest you start rethinking your life!" "Spare me your ethics talk, priest! If you grew up on the streets like I did, you would know that the only law is the law of the dogs and to the hell with the law of the land when you need to take care of yourself. It's easy for you to preach when you have the Lord's favor!"
" A service to the town?!?! How stupid do you actually think we are, you great dolt?? As" "Alright! Maybe you folks don't see it as a service, but once that hoard gets in here, they are going to loot the place anyway! I'd rather take those valuables for myself than let the wretched hobgoblins get them. You must agree with me at that point?!" "Now, what did you all take from our friend's home, and what did Xemeshlar make off with? That's what I'm most worried about--because the rest of it, whatever we find on your miserable carcassas, is going back to the Lady, obviously." "I am not sure what they took, we were just looting candlesticks, silver urns and any gold we could find. Xemeshlar gave us free reign in this place while she checked out the Lady's room. Honestly, I don't know what she got a hold of! Was there something really valuable that we missed?"
"Man asked you a question." "Yes, yes I heard him." The man twitches as he looks for permission to get up. "I was just doing a job for the biitch, Xemeshlar. What's the big deal?! The lady who lives here isn't going to be needing her stuff any more. We thought that we could find a much better use for her goods. Can't you see that we were just doing a service to the town?!" |