I love violence.
There was this woman in the tavern last night who would NOT shut up.
She'd had plenty too much to drink, and she could definitely use a shower... or eighty. And then, to my dismay, she started talking about the idea of squelching the last few who believe we need to destroy the weak government we have.
After decapitating her, I checked her IDs, and apparently she was some duchess or another, trying to find a few dissenters in the taverns so she could report them.
Now, when dealing with angry dissenters who want to kill you, it's normally a better idea to pretend to agree with them to find them. That's just my logic.
I wonder what her husband will think of my gift of her head at his gate.
She'd had plenty too much to drink, and she could definitely use a shower... or eighty. And then, to my dismay, she started talking about the idea of squelching the last few who believe we need to destroy the weak government we have.
After decapitating her, I checked her IDs, and apparently she was some duchess or another, trying to find a few dissenters in the taverns so she could report them.
Now, when dealing with angry dissenters who want to kill you, it's normally a better idea to pretend to agree with them to find them. That's just my logic.
I wonder what her husband will think of my gift of her head at his gate.