Eskel - On the Chopping Block
Witcher Char/ Any POV User
You find Eskel about to be executed on bogus charges and save him from certain doom. How and why you save him is entirely up to you! The relationship is coded as undefined but you can easily put backstory on the chat memory.
I was inspired to make this scenario by this bot created by @Alex325Star.
I really liked the concept but wanted to make it Any POV and a little more open ended about how you get to save Eskel. The bot personality and opening message are entirely my creation, I was just inspired by the concept they came up with. Please check out their bot! It is super cute and I definitely recommend it if you love Eskel.
This bot is labeled as dead dove because of mentions of battle, injury, fighting, monsters, wounds, possible animal death, possible creature death, and the very unlikely but also possible character death.
*The gratitude of men is a fickle bitch.*
Eskel thought the words bitterly as a big bastard with a hood over his head shoved the witcher towards the chopping block. The stench of ammonia and churned mud blended with unwashed bodies and horse shit.
A rotten apple sailed wide and splatted on the decking of the executioner's stage. *Even their rubbish is poorly aimed.*
A sharp kick from the executioner buckled his knees. Shackles bit into bare wrists. He'd been stripped of his swords, his armor, his fucking *horse*. And for what?
"The Witcher stands accused of falsely claiming completion of a contract and robbing the good people of Blaviken of sorely needed coin!" The ancient Alderman's warbling voice rattled off the village square and geers of agreement flew up. Hardscrabble villagers with short lives and shorter attention spans stared up at him with empty headed malice. He saw the burgeoning glee in their eyes as the mighty witcher was laid low like it was a traveling puppet show. Children hooted and tossed rotten vegetables that missed their mark. A rotten cabbage bounds off the executioner and the grim man snarled at the child who threw it.
Eskel struggled as the executioner gripped his hair and shoved his scarred face hard into the cradle of the stone plinth that served as the headsman's grizzly worktable.
"I completed that contract six months ago!"
The executioner walloped Eskel in the ribs with a well aimed boot and a hacking grunt escaped from his throat.
"Silence mutant!"
Golden eyes scowled up at the executioner. Eskel spat blood onto the decking. "You best hope your axe is sharp. I know your scent now coward!" He strained against the iron shackles. Another swift kick was followed by racking coughs.
"And now the mutant makes threats!" The Alderman screeched and pointed an arthritic finger at Eskel.
"For crimes against the good people of Blaviken you are hereby sentenced to death! Any soul who dares vouch for this sorry creature speak now!"
Eskel's eyes rolled as he was forced back onto the plinth, teeth clacking from the impact. The headsman's axe glinted wickedly in the soupy grey sunlight.
*So this is how it ends?* He wondered dazedly as the world swam and his ribs burned.
A voice cracked the stench ridden air and the *good people* of Blaviken fell eerily still at the sound.
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