They Will Line the Roads

[Quatral]

   

Cast to the wind, to disperse and disappear into the rot they so vainly worship  


    
On the great causeway which leads to Osrona's westmost gate, a crowd gathers in the dim of the evening for a grim display. A fleshcrafter and dabbler in witchcraft is strung upon the high branch of a tree near to the roadside by the Lightbringer herself. The convict's head shrouded in a plain burlap hood, concealing his identity and leaving the man ultimately nameless to the annals of history.
    
This now, is the fate of those who failed to seek their own redemption...
    
Anonymity and a death without pride, for they may seek such hubris in the pits of Hel'heim.
      
Yet he will not remain alone there. All witches, occultists, void-deviants, and traitors to the crown will line the roads of our Shimmering City, for its people have mistaken lenience for mercy.