DIE HARD [1st Execution]
You are back on the shuttle. Those of you watching the signs outside will see bits and pieces of the trial, and bar graphs that exclusively favor Loremaster besides a few "undecided". The numbers, at least, favor the allegation that millions of people are voting in this. The shuttle takes you south, to the police station that a few of you have seen. Specifically, its horrific execution arena. And this is filled with an audience.
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Thank you. That really means a lot to me.
[A pause, and then--]
I know I threatened that killing me here will only leave you all behind and allow me to just simply go back to the celestial realms upon my death here, but... when I do get back, I will try to see if I can locate your soul from my domain so that I can get you out of this place.
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[ This is absolutely the most consequential favor anyone's ever promised Ragetti. He stares at Loremaster, eyes starting to go a little wet as the idea of what's about to happen to her sinks in. This is not how he wanted his first friendship(?) with an angel(?) to come to a close. ]
That'd be... I'd be much obliged to ye, ma'am. An' if ye happened to come across me friend Pintel's soul while ye was lookin...?
[ It's prooooobably a bad idea to push his luck now, but come on. Whichever place his soul ends up, he's not going there without Pintel. ]
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[ From the sound of it, he's being completely sincere about this. ]
An' cleansin' the world o' sin sounds like a pretty noble goal ter me, so... I got no reason not to believe ye. Just...
[ He twines his fingers together. ]
Hope it don't hurt too much. When they hang ye. That's all.