Mordiggian sat by a fire, having finished a delicious meal of Oritolonese Liver and Onion, and was enjoying the free ale being handed out by the Harbinger to celebrate Warmanoras's freedom from the last bastions of the cancer that was the Khanate. A particularly violent game of Arenball, a mix of the Tilogian Headball and Ulama had broken out, and his ghouls were recovering in their cages. Mordiggian cheered when the Alowcan team scored a point with an impressive decapitation. At that moment a hush fell over the crowd. Mordiggian looked up to see Governor Usul, his hatchet in hand, looming over a trio of Warmanoras's chief administrators.
"Arrrren! Today we..." Usul trailed off and hiccuped violently. "SHALSH PURRRRGE THE..." he hiccuped again "ENEMY!" And the Governor proceeded to sloppily cut the heads off Warmanoras Mayor, the Tax Collector and the Master of the Granaries. It took him far too many swings, and he didn't really achieve full decapitation, leaving behind mostly a gory mush where the men had once had heads and necks and shoulders. Women shrieked, and bemoaned the loss of their family members. Mordiggian stood and hoisted his mug.
"Way to keep the party lively Governor buzzkill!"
