02-09-2009, 01:24 PM
Drema took the blade to the heart with a smile, better to die in her book then to be enslaved. Serenity closed her eyes and hugged Axle's head tightly as he killed her, fast and clean. After it was done Alexander dropped the body to the ground and nodded grimly, walking away now to direct more of the operations.
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Grace gave him a weak smile and nodded, though she did not seemed very comforted. Suddenly a half naked woman burst through the crowed and threw herself at Hunter's feet, crying madly, her right arm missing. A Saxon solder was not far behind, sword drawn. The woman was the same one he had praised earlier, and it appeared that she had been wounded and disfigured in the battle. The Saxon solder bowed his head and said "My apologies sir, this slave is refusing to accept our conduct, I could not stop her before she reached you." The woman kissed Hunter's feet as she cried and began to beg. "P-Please my lord, Im am your faithful and always loyal servant! P-Please spare me! This happened because I fought for you, I defended you and served you. Please let me continue, please spare me!" the Saxon spat on ground and grabbed her by the hair and began to pull her away. Grace looked alarmed but did not know what this conduct was. Were they going to rape her? Worse things could happen she supposed, as she herself had been subject to Hunter's whims more then once. But Hunter knew what it was. It was common conduct to execute slaves that were weak, rebellious, deformed, or otherwise unfit to serve. This woman's severed limb counted her as one of these and this Saxon was going to execute her, away from them of course. She cried harder as a few more solders helped pull her away, begging to allow her to continue to live, if nothing then to serve. "Hunter..." Grace said, hugging his arm. "What are they going to do to her?" IT would be easy to lie to her, easy to tell Grace that it was nothing more then some form of humiliation for some made up crime, it was his choice, but his first test of his word had come soon, what would he do?
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Grace gave him a weak smile and nodded, though she did not seemed very comforted. Suddenly a half naked woman burst through the crowed and threw herself at Hunter's feet, crying madly, her right arm missing. A Saxon solder was not far behind, sword drawn. The woman was the same one he had praised earlier, and it appeared that she had been wounded and disfigured in the battle. The Saxon solder bowed his head and said "My apologies sir, this slave is refusing to accept our conduct, I could not stop her before she reached you." The woman kissed Hunter's feet as she cried and began to beg. "P-Please my lord, Im am your faithful and always loyal servant! P-Please spare me! This happened because I fought for you, I defended you and served you. Please let me continue, please spare me!" the Saxon spat on ground and grabbed her by the hair and began to pull her away. Grace looked alarmed but did not know what this conduct was. Were they going to rape her? Worse things could happen she supposed, as she herself had been subject to Hunter's whims more then once. But Hunter knew what it was. It was common conduct to execute slaves that were weak, rebellious, deformed, or otherwise unfit to serve. This woman's severed limb counted her as one of these and this Saxon was going to execute her, away from them of course. She cried harder as a few more solders helped pull her away, begging to allow her to continue to live, if nothing then to serve. "Hunter..." Grace said, hugging his arm. "What are they going to do to her?" IT would be easy to lie to her, easy to tell Grace that it was nothing more then some form of humiliation for some made up crime, it was his choice, but his first test of his word had come soon, what would he do?
