Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150109114215/@comment-24696651-20150124205721

The skirmishers outside cleared up all the corpses of the Warlocks. They scavenged anything useable from their bodies, then gathered them into a pile and burnt them. The place smelt bad enough without rotting human flesh.

Inside the fort, the knights and yeomen had swept through the living quarters, picking it clean of valuables, weapons and armour, and rounding up the warlocks inside. They then descended into the lower levels, where they stumbled upon some brutally dismembered human remains and various experiments.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" Sigmund bellowed, right into the face of the warlock leader, spraying spittle onto it.

"I... errr... well..." the warlock leader fumbled, trying and failing to think of an explanation.

"Men! Take these dogs into their cages!" Sigmund ordered.

"Now, let's not be rash-"

"Rash? You're lucky I'm not executing you right now!" Sigmund spat, grabbing the warlock's shoulders and spinning him around, then pushing him into a cell where an emaciated corpse lay.