You decide that it would be best to put Veronica and Emiell to death. First you strip both girls naked, removing their meager garments and checking their bodies for secrets. Neither had much left to hide, a pentacle tattoo on Emiell's left breast, a scorpion tattoo right above Veronica's junk, three silver coins in Emiell's breast-piece.
Emiell will be the first to die. Her neck is already wrapped in your bull-whip, so you wrap the rest of the whip around a low hanging tree branch and pull. She has just enough time to sputter, "Please." before she begins coughing and squirming. Tears fill her eyes. She grabs at the rope around her neck, kicking and squirming and shaking her naked, dying body. Her breasts shake back and forth as she kicks and coughs and her face begins to turn purple. Her bladder releases a stream of clean yellow piss, soaking her thighs and the dirt. You give the rope another tug and she falls limp, hanging naked from the rope by her neck. As soon as you are sure she's dead you untie her and take your whip back. One down, one to go.
Veronica, who saw the whole thing, is in a fetal position now sobbing into her hair, "Don't kill me. Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
You don't grace her with your conversation, you stand her up, get behind her and and press you forearm against her delicate throat, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Don't--" you choked her words and squeeze tighter. She thrashes, pounding her round, naked ass against your crotch. You put your mouth against her ear, "Your friends will see you soon in hell." you say, then you snap her neck. Her bladder releases, and it gets on your shoes. You drop her naked body on top of Emiell's. Both of the sluts are dead now.
You look up at Nyrial, and she surprises you with her cold, uncaring gaze. You were always told that you might feel some kind of guilt when taking a life, but here and now you feel nothing.
"Let's go." Nyrial leading the way, you enter the tomb.
CHAPTER 2: I WILL GUIDE THEE THROUGH HELL
The first thing you see when you enter the tomb is a wall of skeletons, all hung up in chains, small skeleton. You gasp when you realize that these are the bones of children.
"Sacrifices to the Marquis." Nyrial explains. You have half a mind to strike her down here and now, but you would feel bad about it since she volunteered the information, and you still need her to be your guide.
"Where are they holding Mary?" you ask, avoiding eye contact.
"Probably in the holding cells with the other sacrifices," she nods toward the passageway to the left, "That way." You take her by the shoulder and walk her down the passageway.
You come to a crossroads. There is a north and east passageway, both completely dark and covered in shadow. At the center of the cross is a witch, sitting cross-legged. She appears to be napping or meditating. Could mean trouble if she is casting some kind of spell.
How will you proceed?
