Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160205120927/@comment-17114085-20160208132514

(@Pacman: Don't go skipping too far ahead of everyone else. Also, you can keep the courtier character cards to the CC Storage thread. They'll just take up space here. Other than our initial nation/ruler character cards, all others should be placed there.

@Maxicut: That hardly matters. Me and Riften are equally as close yet we both have our own rivals. Speaking of which, which rival do you prefer: Taneth or Hegathe?

@Dragon: Which surrounding nation would you prefer as your rival?)

Haki's men soon returned with a chopping block, the placed it in the middle of the cleared out area of the palace courtyard. Thw two guards that had been holding Jayred made him kneel and place his head on the block.

"My king, please!" He begged.

The citizens were all in a mix of shock, confusion and fear. Only the occasional man that was crossed by Jayred in the past cheered for his execution.

Haki drew his battleaxe and walked over to the chopping block, but Korst placed his arm in his way. "King Korst?" He asked.

"I want to be the one to kill this craven." Korst told him and drew his war axe. The young king walked over to where Jayred was kneeling and addressed him. "Jayred the Craven, for your crimes against king and country you've been sentenced to death by beheading. Any last words?"

"Korst. I did the best I could with what I was given. That harlet, Thane Igna. She broke the kingdom apart. She riled up the Jarls and the Lords." He tried to push the blame on his ex-wife.

"Silence. Trying to blame someone else won't change anything. All traitors will face punishment for their crimes, starting with you." Korst said, looking Jayred straight in his teary eyes. Without another word he grabbed his axe with both hands and swung down on the former regent's neck. He then pulled his bloody axe free from the block.

Only the most bloodthursty and the ones crossed by Jayred cheered, which was only a fraction of the crowd watching. Some of the nobles had come outside to watch, but most remained inside the palace.

Korst looked at his bloody axe and then lifted it into the air. "Let all who hear me know this! I dub this axe: Cravens' Bane. Ley all those traitors who caused the current state of my kingdom learn to fear it as former Regent Jayred has!"

Haki walked over to the king and asked him. "What do you want us to do with the body, my king?"

Korst dismissed him. "I don't care." He began to walked back to the palace but stopped and looked over his shoulder. "On second thought, place his head on a spike for all to see. You can send the rest of the body to the Hall of the Dead. When the head starts to stink, send it to the hall as well."

The people of Windhelm spoke of this coronation for quite some time, which was both a bad thing and a good thing. Word of it would soon spread throughout Skyrim.