“That’s way too much blood on my armor for one ******* day” groaned Ezekiel as he scrubbed his armor. There was blood from the idiot raiders who tried to capture Will, there was blood from Will himself as he tried to save him, and then there was blood from the brainmelt church thumpers who tried to attack/insult them and got slaughtered as a result.
Passing by Curon, he had heard the commotion going along within the city. He had thought it was a joint Imperial drill with the Curonites, until he realized the Curonites were themselves being attacked. Without the help of the Draskovitz, the actual Curonian guard lay in shambles.
The Young Bannerman had no loyalty towards Curon, the idiots who had distrusted and insulted them until **** hit the fan. However, he did owe something towards Will @KosherZombie, the man who introduced him to the Draskovitz and accepted him in despite his past.
He had arranged a meeting with the Duke over the future of the Draskovitz. As he wandered across the streets of Curon, the same people who had insulted them came to thank him, and they were greeted with a prompt “**** Off.”
“Without us, you’d all be ******* dead. Remember that for next time, you ungrateful idiots. One day after we get kicked out and you guys already get owned. Karma really a *****”