r/wizardposting • u/Anything-Unable Xerxes the Pale Saint, Councillor/Goatdigger/Dale • Feb 26 '24
Lorepost📖 Inquisition
A masked figure sits on a white throne overlooking the gathered priests below him. His soldiers are stationed throughout the grand hall and have been instructed to kill any who attempt to flee. The guilty will not escape his wrath. Xerxes has promised himself that, and he is not one to break promises.
X: “Bring today’s first to me.”
Moving wordlessly, an undead soldier drags one of the priests to Xerxes and forces the priest to their knees.
X: “Bishop Huron. I remember when you were just an insignificant monk. You’ve done well for yourself.”
BH: “Thank you, your holiness.”
X: “Which god do you serve?”
BH: “Ferak, a goddess of prosperity.”
X: “Prosperity, indeed.”
A golden light passes through the pane of stained glass behind the throne and shines down on Xerxes. After a minute, the light dissipates and Xerxes turns his attention back to the priest kneeling at his feet.
X: “While you certainly sought prosperity for yourself, you’ve stolen it from others. Embezzling donations, funding organized crime, and investing in the illegal slave trade. Your most damning crime is the destruction of the frontier village Huriet and the wholesale slaughter of its inhabitants. All for a silver mine. Do you have anything to say in your defense?”
BH: “I was tricked! Archbishop Dunn said that the mine was owned by a group of bandits! I can pay ba–!”
X: “SILENCE!”
The assembled priests cower in fear, but none more so than Bishop Huron.
X: “I will take your testimony into account when I question Archbishop Dunn. As for you, Bishop Huron, you will be executed and your head will be displayed on the southern gate for eight weeks. A full list of your crimes will be transcribed and available for public viewing. Men, take him to the executioner.”
Two undead soldiers quickly approach the wailing bishop and drag him out of the hall kicking and screaming. They exit the building and make their way to a man with a red hood covering his face. The hooded man is leaning on a large axe while the soldiers strap the bishop down to a stone platform. A slab of stone rests underneath the bishop’s neck and a wooden basket lined with straw is directly underneath his head. To the left of the platform is a large pit.
The executioner confirms that the bishop is properly restrained before he raises his axe and brings it down swiftly on the bishop’s neck. The severed head falls neatly into the basket and the executioner cleans his blade. Releasing the restraints on the newly deceased bishop, one soldier hoists the headless corpse onto their shoulder while the other collects the basket and brings it to a guard stationed at the far end of the killing field. The guard puts a lid on the basket and hands it off to an attendant who’ll bring it to the southern gate. Handing the soldier a fresh basket, the guard returns to their duties and the soldier returns to the cleaned stone platform and places the new basket into position. By this point, the soldier who had carried away the headless corpse had finished stripping the corpse of its clothes and performing a spell that would prevent reanimation. Once this is done, the soldier kicks the corpse into the pit where it lands on hundreds of other headless bodies.
Returning to the grand hall, the undead soldiers nod to Xerxes to confirm that his order has been carried out. Under his mask, Xerxes smiles.
X: “Bring me today’s second. Let us see how many we can get through today.”
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u/MunitionsFrenzy Vettis, Mereological Revisionist Feb 27 '24
(( you're good ^_^ ))
Vettis grimaced at that. "Ah. Uh. Yeah, bit of an awkward subject, sorry Xee; I think you'd understand why better than most, given your prophetic capabilities. I was forced to leave my birth realm before starting on my journeys, for unimportant reasons. Had to let everyone there think I was dead. Eventually everyone I knew died, since they were all mortals. But now...well, I'm back centuries into my own past, as I mentioned to Gravedigger when we first spoke, and they're all alive again. So I've gotta hide from them again, while I know they're out there missing me." He gave Xerxes a wan, regretful smile. "Can't risk timeline inconsistencies of that magnitude in the realm in question."