<strong>Flag:</strong>Graphic Violence :P<br/><br/><strong>OOC:</strong>Alfreic is rejoining us from Private Thread #2 (post link (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=51362.msg2402237#msg2402237)). He stumbled on a camp of Falkovnian soldiers and killed both of the men. There is a woman left, who has been raped repeatedly, and may have been hurt in other ways. Colleen Windower has asked Alfreic to kill her too.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: Alfreic</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">And again, he lifted his sword upwards, bringing it down upon the one-armed man.  He did this over and over, as long as it took, bearing his sword down upon the last soldier with sordid joy.  Even when the man's life was spent, Alfreic continued mauling the man-- or what was left of him-- until his brains and his skull were mere paste in the grass.<br/><br/>The woman had been ignored.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Anna the Distressed Woman</strong>, Falkovnian Camp [Alfreic & Anna]<br/><br/>The woman watched as the massive, beast of a man crushed her former tormentor's head in again and again. She was happy that he could no longer hurt her...perhaps even glad to see the man dead, but this new man...he truly scared her. The fact that he had not yet spoken to her sent a chill down her spine.<br/><br/>"Sir?" she said again, sheepish. "My name is Anna. I'm a peasant woman from a household...to the south. Thank you, again, for saving me." She sounded grateful, but unsure. The formality with which Alfreic beat the soldier's head in was grotesque; it was almost as if he were cold, unfeeling...perhaps possessed? She didn't know why she feared the man exactly, but she took a handful of steps backward out of instinct.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img124.imageshack.us/img124/4519/windowercolleen.jpg)</div><strong>Miss Colleen Windower</strong>, The Hunt [with Alfreic]<br/><br/>"Look at the pain in her eyes, my love," she whispered into Aflreic's ear, her warm breath slightly tickling the flesh there. He felt arms around his midsection, as the blade came down and down again. "Now he'll never hurt me ever again, my love. You made sure of that. All that is left now is to release the girl. Free her soul...let it fly, like a dove to some place where no harm can ever come to her again. Save her, to make ammends for not being able to save me. It's what I would have wanted...what she needs!"<br/><br/>"Free her, Alfreic, and then we can make love by the campfire. Wouldn't that be lovely? Just the two of us, all of this darkness gone and behind us. Do it, and we can all be free, my dearest man."<br/><br/>