<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Rolling physical dice, my favorite of which seems to be a bit weighted toward the 20 by sheer luck in it's manufacturing.  I'll use a different one, if that is a problem.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>My last strike seems to have caused some internal rupturing, as he gags out blood and dies not too long after that.  Damn, I overdid it a bit; I'd planned to hand him over to the other three ladies, let them determine what his fate was.  I think they'll be happy with what's happened so far though, and I drag the man back into camp.<br/><br/>Once all of the corpses and I are in the camp, I begin to strip them down, taking their clothes, armors, and weapons to put in a pile to determine what to take with me, and at the same time I'm looking for the key to unlock the three women I know of.  I pray there are no more women, as it is problematic enough to know that these three had suffered such fates as what these men wrought upon them.  Finding the key, I'll unlock the women's collars, and I pray that they stick around; it would be in their best interest to stick with me until we find a town.  After all, I'm a talented martialist, and something tells me that these women aren't.