"You aren't going to eat?" There was a young child on the floor her neck slashed open by a kitchen knife that beardy was using to eat some kind of meat the family had been eating prior to him murdering them. We had come across this farm house as darkness was falling, which had allowed for beardy to do all that murdering.
"Don't feel hungry." I have mentioned before I keep my figure by not eating, its a side effect of necromancy, I figure one day I'll have problems from all the not eating, but it allows for moments like this where I wouldn't want to eat and don't need to. There were three members of the farm house, a husband, wife, and their young daughter, all arranged near where they died. Beardy didn't even give them a chance to surrender, or help us, he just killed them and started eating. I realized he was not some misbegotten freedom fighter at that point, and he was a huge asshole.
"Oh these peoples food is not good enough for you your highness? They worked hard for it, and now you mock their sacrifice." He said this to me while of course having food in his mouth so it was a slurred mess.
"I think the bigger mockery is that you murdered them for it."
"Keep talking baldy and I'll kill you all the same, I'm only keeping you around for when they come looking for me, then I'll give them you instead." It was nice to feel wanted, not really at all! Beardy rummaged through the house looking for something to break his shackles but came up empty. He eventually settled in the one bedroom they had and told me to stay in the barn (because on top of being an asshole, he was an idiot). I can't say what he expected me to do when I was all alone by myself, but I did the sensible thing and left, because I'm not an idiot.
I mean sure I was tired and I had a head wound, but I wasn't going to stick around at a place with three dead bodies! Unfortunately I ran smack dab into beardy's cult, so instead of improving my situation I made it worse, because I am an idiot!
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