Post by iamthecircle on Apr 3, 2024 6:45:57 GMT -5
An unfortunate soul falls down a set of stairs, dead by the time the ground is struck. The guards who come to collect the body sigh at the life lost, then look at one another somewhat uncomfortably.
"Well, at least she's always smiling when you bring her a body..." says one.
The other sighs and replies, "Farron, she's always smiling. It never changes. That's... You know what, never mind. Lets just get this one to her. I'll just find solace that she's efficient."
The two sigh together before bundling up the body and carrying it in the direction of the citadel.
"Well, at least she's always smiling when you bring her a body..." says one.
The other sighs and replies, "Farron, she's always smiling. It never changes. That's... You know what, never mind. Lets just get this one to her. I'll just find solace that she's efficient."
The two sigh together before bundling up the body and carrying it in the direction of the citadel.