Swift Return|Darkthrone, New Morilanta

[Kender Bard]

Traitor or no, Morilantans adored a public execution and they all cheered all the same.

Anarchy took a few steps further back. She'd avoided most of the blood spray but she eyed the mess with a grimace. "I think you've pleased our people well, Saul."

[Devon]

Saul held up the knife triumphantly to the people, before handing it to the guards and sending them away with the body. "Now rejoice my people, return to your homes and businesses, your Emperor and Empress shall get back to our duties as well," Saul told the crowd, before turning to join Anarchy again.

Taking a handkerchief from his assistant he wiped off the blood from his hands. "I should hope so Anarchy, I do hate making a mess for no reason."

[Kender Bard]

"What is next, my husband?" Anarchy inquired. "We have time to kill before your spies return to us with any news of what's going on around us at the moment."

[Devon]

"There is no point in me rushing things until after I've met with my spies," Saul agreed. "My time is yours, whatever you decide we will do until we can meet with those spies," he said to his wife giving her a tired smile.