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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ralts Bloodthorne" data-source="post: 6286311" data-attributes="member: 6390">Frella"My... my apologiesth, your eminence, pleathe, I mean no offenthe." The Lord Captain pales, his eyes darting left and right, seeking a way out. One of his men has the unfortunate timing of snickering at the Lord Captain's embarrassment as well as his lisping shout right when the Lord Captain glances at him. His face going from pale to mottled purple and white, the Lord Captain whirls around. "What isth it you find stho funny, dog?" He screams, his voice high and thready, still panicked from his realization that he was mere moments from being found wanting and facing justice. "I'll have you whipped at the thtake!"The Lagoo slave swallows, knowing that her position as one of the Lord Bishop Horaga Verestian's personal servants was no protection against the will of the church. If she was executed, the Lord Bishop may take offense, but that would not help her mortal self. Obviously fearful of the panicked Lord Captain, she keeps her eyes firmly on the ground and continues: "The Lord Bishop wishes to extend his hospitality and would have you present yourself at your convenience in order for him to ensure that you have proper lodging, as your slaves have arrived at the palace."With that, she waves her hand behind her, where a sedan carried by four Shragma is heading straight toward Frella, with a pair of church soldiers shoving people out of the way and crying out "Make way! Make way!" The crude featured Shragma are clothed only in loincloths, with their large sloping foreheads marked with the Lord Bishop's personal mark, as well as ornamental chains about their wrists as a reminder of their people's conquest by the church armies over two decades ago.The unfortunate target of the Lord Captain's wrath is standing there, his face reddening. On his sash he has several pins of valor as well as the gleaming gold and ceramic crest of a Servant of the Empress award, denoting specific bravery that was recognized in court. The Lord Captain has obviously missed the black stitching on the white band in the middle of the sash that denotes the fact that the church soldier is not only blood relation to a highly placed noble, but has severed all ties to secular power in the name of the church.Smythe The Lord Sergeant screams in terror and pain as the hand axe slams down, severing his hand at the wrist, and sticks into the table before Smythe yanks the hand axe back with the skill of long practice. The marine across the table from the Lord Sergeant's arm had known what was coming and leaned back in his chair so that the spurting of arterial blood misses him completely. Several of the other marines break into laughter, an older one with a scarred face and missing an ear lifts his pistol from under the table where he had had it aimed at the young Lord Sergeant and holsters it again, taking a long drink off of his mug with a smile.The Lagoo slave girls don't even scream, one just hurrying from the kitchen with a bucket of soapy water and some rags, the other ones keeping their eyes down so as not to look their betters in the eyes.The one who had been serving beer snatches up Smythe's beer to keep the mug from getting bloody and sets it down next to Smythe, far enough where he won't knock it over easily, but close enough to easily reach.The church soldiers all exclaim in shock, several of them coming to their feet, and two lunging for the weapons. One flat out faints,  crashing to the floor and shattering a chair as he sees the blood.</blockquote>

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