Fairytales Family/no mercy
A wounded Toren soldier crawled away from the battlefield. Suddenly, a sword pierced his back, nailing him to the ground. A black leather boot stepped on the soldier, and the sword was removed.
"So, all enemies are already driven off the walls?", asked Mysterion quite disappointed.
"Yes, Sir!", replied Captain Eorh, "the Torenites fled before our might! We have slain- ..", here the Captain make a short pause to think what was the best to say to his commander, "over 6234 Toren soldiers."
Mysterion looked to the west. When would the nobles of Toren understand that there was no way to break through the defenses of the Black Serpent Marauders, when would they understand that it would be better to join forces against the realm of Taselak, and get some more juicy lands into their hands.
Mysterion called for a scribe. Another of many glorious deeds had to be kept for the future generations.
"5 gold?", asked Mysterion with unbelievable look in his eyes.
"Yes, Lord Deathadder, that is all we-", replied the marauder, only to be interrupted by Mysterions screams:
"5 gold?! 5 gold is ALL you got after raping, plundering, burning this village for 3 hours! Am I surrounded by idiots?!"
Mysterion punched the soldier in the face, making the poor guy spit out his front teeth.
It was incompetence what he despised the most. Treachery. Torture. Murder. Death. Ruling. Everything was acceptible, as long it was performed with reasonable skill. And of course it weres these things that had to be done with skill, or they would fail.
Mysterion ordered the bleeding soldier to bring news to Lucky Jack about the plundering operation.
"How dare You..."
Mysterion slapped the soldier in the face, who ducked too late to avoid the blow of the rusty iron gloves. His plan had been simple. Refit in Ikalak and move out towards the Toren stronghold, picking up the dirty Torenites one by one, storming the stronghold and throwing their damn ruler out of the highest tower. From then, it was only a small step towards the Crown of Toren.. and Mysterion was sure, that he would make an excellt Tyrant. Imperator Deathadder, Destroyer of Toren. Wasn't that a fine title.
Slowly, madness faded from Mysterions face, and eventually, he realized that the soldier had a point - they had been ordered to stay in Korlok. And orders were orders after all.
"Pah! Have some training, then! If You do not please me, there will be no rations today!"
And the remaining men of the Rabbits in the Hat started jumping around..
"Excellent, excellent", said Mysterion.
He had his liege. He had his money. It was time to celebrate. For him.. not for his men, for it was not worth to spend a single gold piece on corpses. And corpses they would be soon.
Mysterion had an evil laugh, and the men of the Rabbits in the Hat infantry unit shuddered.
