My sweet's fist has left an impression on me...
Oh, glorious day. She reminded me that she had to go spar, and so I hopped up. After all, if the wonder that is Rose is working, so too should I.
Looking at my paperwork, I see this. It shocks me somewhat.
- Order me to kill the Elven Diplomat, Ilu Lalalavera - Splint
Shakily, I give the order. Splint grins, chases the elf around, and I have a horrid feeling he's going to take as long as he likes to kill her. I don't like elves... But brutal, slow murder of a female? I imagine for a second that it is Rose Splint is chasing, and I break down.
"Fischer, go help Splint."
Fischer nods, neither pleased or unpleased, and her squad rush in with a cry of "For Spearbreakers!"
Splint hasn't even laid a hand on the elf before Fischer's squad engages her.
Fischer charges at Iru!
Iru is surprised by the ferocity of Fischer's onslaught!
Fischer stabs Iru in the lower body with Rulushdezram, tearing the muscle and tearing the pancreas!
Fischer collides with Iru!
Iru is knocked over and tumbles backwards.
<Lots of one sided smacking for a while, until Fischer stabs Iru in the chest.>
Iru is having trouble breathing!
<Awl and Niccolo join Fischer.>
<Awl and Niccolo take turns striking Iru, before they sever both her hands. Fischer stops fighting and goes to get a drink.>
<Iru dies from bloodloss. Niccolo takes the kill.>
Splint walks up to me. He is not pleased.
"I wanted that kill, Reudh."
"...Lord Reudh, that is!"
"I'll call you whatever I want. You let Fischer's squad get there while I was still chasing the blasted elf. I needed that kill."
"I... I saw you were going to hurt her... and for a second I thought it was Rose. It... it coloured my decision."
I gasp, for I just revealed to Splint the depth of my infatuation with the special flower of my heart...
"Here's an idea, Reudh. Go for a walk. Look at all the mangled corpses. Spawn, barbarian, dwarf, goblin. There's a lot out to get us. We need to keep ourselves safe. And if that means we need to sharpen our pikes on an elf's head, then so be it. Elves are the least of our worries."
"I..."
"And if you still feel worried about the filthy elven bitch, make a slab for her. Put it up in the front of Spearbreakers, a place where all who enter can read it and remember how much you love elves."
"I am guilty of no such thing!"
"Even if your deluded love for Rose directed you to order Fischer's squad to move in... Even if you were merciful, what would happen if you let your love for Rose colour your decisions in combat? It could cost us all dearly. What would've happened if the Spawn had attacked when Fischer and the others were dealing with Iru? We would've been sunk."
"I... I am sorry, Splint. It won't happen again."
"It better not, Reudh. If we die as a result of your incompetence, I'll be sure to extract every bit of pain from you before we die."
Splint stalked out of the room, leaving on the verge of tears, with the mangled corpse of Iru.