Light And Dark

[*Plaxy100]

A small note is found in Julius Ahestes Locker

Namer Julius Ahestes

I Congratulate you on your succefull hunt of Tom Marcus.  Success in endeavors bodes well for your standing in the Faction,  I would very much like to meet the Risng Star, we can talk about the prospects of your future and goals.  You can find me when I'm not on a hunt, helping in Re-Education Yard.

Signed,
Factotem Merium Pinklily

[*Selebius]

He reads the note... then puts it to all the other letters and orders he got, following his little ritual as usual.

Taking quill and ink he writes up an answer:

Factotum Pinklily,

I feel honored by your attention and interest in my work and I am looking forward to meet you.
However I feel the need to make it clear that I do not care about rank or fame- I am only a mere tool of justice and content to leave politics to others.

Julius Ahestes, Namer.

<a seal of red wax showing a snarling wolf's head>

[*Plaxy100]

Lily stands up on the upper walk way overviewing the Yard, as the prisoners of Block 1 were allowed a few hours of fresh air, well fresh air compared to what is down in the cells that is. She paces back and forth across the entirety of the railing, seeming there at this time to make sure no chaos breaks out on the yard.

Some screaming breaks out on the other side where the stockades are. "Seems like someone stepped out of line." she says to herself as her attention is pulled and she watches the tormentor, Whip a half naked body, shackled up to the center stockade.

In delight she moves about checking the yard, and following the daily ongoings, wondering if the new body she's heard so much about will even show up.

[*Selebius]

She does not have to wait long and she is hailed by a man from the upper walkway.
In one hand he carries some papers- probably arrest warrants or even wanted posters by the look of it- in his other hand there is an apple he eats.
His smile is small but friendly and genuine and he wears clotrhes of simple wool and leather, a curved dagger on his belt his only weapon, sitting on his hip between two probably enchanted pouches.

He wears his badge openly and pinned to his chest right now and the way he is moving shows he is quite comfortable between prisoners and wardens, torturers and their victims.

"Factotum Pinklily." He inclines his head slightly as he is greeting her.

[*Plaxy100]

As Julius shows, up Lily returns the greating, She seems to be in Dark garments, that are cloth but tight to the body, and but not reaviliing, her dress seems well built for Utility, having daggers and vials and assortments of equipment in ready and usable places, Right now she does not wearing her mask, it is clipped to her side. One might see why she wears a mask, her face scarred up like it was the recieving end of a barbed Cat-O-nine. Her Hair their strikes out as odd, with its bright Pink hue, possibly how she got her name.

"You must Be Namer, Julius. well met you can just call me Lily from now on, if you must Factotem Lily will be fine." her movement is deft as she turns and approaches Julius, No wasted movement not even the sound of a ruffle cloak in the air or even sounds of footsteps as she closes in. If it wasn't for the fact, Julius was looking right at her, she'd hardly be noticed at all.

"Punctual, Respectful, and to the point, You are a fine example of mercikiller if, I do say so myself." She appraises, him. "Come." She quickly moves over to the middle walkway and watches as a line is lead out and headed up to the Galloes, lead by 3 guards and an executioner. "So tell me what is Justice to you?."

[*Selebius]

He does not comment her assessment of him, taking another bite from his apple as he watches the procession.

When answering he does not think long speaking almost casually.

"It is the balm that eases the pain of guilt, the blade that cuts out what is rotten and its the beacon to guide us to perfection.

But I had the recruitment interview a few years ago already."

Flashing a grin at her he stops, leans on the wall to watch what is happening.

"Lets see if today he does his job by serving justice.", he comments as the executioner walks up to the gallows. "Or if he just pretends to... instead serving his own sadistic urges. Easy to see.. the knot at the back of the neck to strangle them... or it sits right behind the left ear to break the neck quickly. But of course I don't need to tell you this."

Turning to her seizes her up. "Why are we here?"
A simple question bot of course it consists of.. 'Why are you here'... 'Why did you want to see me' and 'What do you want to show me'.

[*Plaxy100]

After hearing him, She answers, "To fix what is brocken." she sighs and paces, " many have fallen to chaos they let willy nilly decide for them, in that they bring destruction in there paths, and for that we correct them, show them that there are consequences for there choices and actions."

"Justice is not a diety, or some over arching Idea, It is a means to and end, its a Consequence of causing Chaos. its intent to distill others away from the path of chaos. For it followed, justice is whats at the end of it."

She looks at the executioner who now is waiting for an order to drop the hangee's, Then talks remarks to Julius. "You realize breaking the neck is far worse than strangling to death, a good executioner knows that, and knows why they deserve to hang there, not just knowing there gonna die, but there whole body in one hot agonizing pain, unable to even show do to the spinal seperation. Then after a few minutes the cautioness flows away as the brain is deprived its precious blood and oxygen. Their last thoughts only able to focus on the pain of the snap."

After that, She pulls up her arm, and lowers it and the executioner pulls the lever and the three prisoners strung up, Drop.

"I wanted to get to know ya more. Would of liked to got to know you better on the field. But guess you were just to efficiant for my time. By the way, please don't say you brought Justice doing Harmoniums job cause of there incompetancy. That man has not been brought to justice, he just waits to be judged." She turns around to the now possibly dead hangees " They have been brought to Justice, see the differance."

[*Selebius]

He shakes his head calmly.

"It was not my mission to execute him. It is for the judges to decide if he is guilty or not. There are laws in Sigil. Not obeying them or the orders I got furthers chaos.
Justice has been served as he now faces his guilt and is confronted with his deeds.
So he can repent before the sentence is executed and such he is purified."

He watches the execution without showing any emotions. "Breaking the neck also causes a socalled neurogenic shock quite regularly- which leads to death rather quickly. Even if a victim dies from asphyxation because of the severed spinal cord it is still quicker than strangling. Anyway. To each his or her own." Smiling he turns to the halfling again- but the smile- as polite as he may be- does not reach his eyes.

"But of course you are correct... they have found justice. They faced a judge, were sentenced and now were executed. Justice has been served, the laws have been obeyed.

Lets hope they were just."

[*Plaxy100]

"You can not cultivate weeds, once currupted its perfection is ruined the only corse of action is to remove the weed so it does not infect the rest of the crop. But I guess untill the inspector comes and tell us, what we already know we have to wait and stare at the weed, I guess its good that at least it has been quarenteened from spreading more of its corruption."

She faces Julius. "How long do the victoms have to wait, he lives while his victom does not. Precious time he's getting that he did not even spare to his victom. and worse he was suppossed to represent the Law. He's the worst of the worst."

She spreads her arms out. "Why defend them, there all trash that still walks, willing to spread chaos at there first oppertunity. Had my way we wouldn't have prisoners just dead bodies. Justice should be swift. But at last there will always be those that think you can restore weeds, and in that the corruption continues." She turns away, looking down on the yard.

[*Selebius]

He listens and does not interrupt her- and somehow what she says seems very familiar to him.

"Killing them all is the easy way. A way I will not walk anymore."

Clasping the hands behind his back and holding the apple's core by the stem he continues:

"Punishment must fit the crime, else it is meaningless and will not lead to the perfection we seek.. in us and in them."