[Worldbuilder] Concecration of Carl Keinson
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In the morning, after the morning rain had past, the town was gathered to see the sentencing of a criminal. In the city square, hewn of stone by the hands of the stone elves, they gathered. Each of them with stones like tumors growing, tearing at their flesh not causing bother for any person. Each of them pale and gaunt.
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[Worldbuilder] Concecration of Carl Keinson

by Tomtomgags

In the morning, after the morning rain had past, the town was gathered to see the sentencing of a criminal. In the city square, hewn of stone by the hands of the stone elves, they gathered.

Each of them with stones like tumors growing, tearing at their flesh not causing bother for any person. Each of them pale and gaunt.

They stood in a grand circle in the square, before a massive smooth square pillar with a massive red gem at its peak.

Unconscious and screaming men were chained to it, with putrid smelling stains mixed with blood behind them.

The crowd split to allow passage of the criminal and his armed guards. No guard was a stone elf, as the rest of the people. The guards were men of stone itself, constructs of stone.

Some full of the soul and mind of a willing elf, others empty and exist to follow the orders of the full.

Heading the entourage of human shaped stone guards, a tall and stoic guard on four massive legs and wielding a elegantly carved stone hammer, the warden.

Beside the massive warden walks a normal stone elf, but dressed in black with a pair of round spectacles and a book at his side, the judge.

The withered prisoner, a man with long ragged brown hair and red bloodshot eyes from many sleepless nights, wearing rags and chains that barely hide his bony thin exterior,

began to cry out as a mad man.

"You cannot do this! I am innocent! I swear, by chisel and hammer and all the books in my library, I'm innocent! By each star, by each astronomical sign they form! I did not kill him, please no!"

The lesser guards, clearly the empty machinations, pushed the criminal forward with the threat of spear tip.

The warden took its place to the side of the stairs as the judge continued up them, toward the pillar.

Then, beside two additional humanoid stone beings decorated with long strips of fabric like stoles, he turned to face the criminal and the crowd.

The judge grinned and opens the book, his finger falling upon a passage that he closely inspects.

"Carl son of Kein, born under the stars of Matroson. You are accused of the murder of Edrik son of Edrik, the chieftain's own son.

According to our witness, you pushed Edrik off the astronomical observance tower after much shouting." The judge adjusts his glasses, his grin unyielding.

"It is known to all of us that the both of you were working together on a project. We know Edrik found the astronomical oddity himself, and claimed due credit. I have a witness, method, and motive.

You are found guilty, and sentenced to four months of consecration, as this is your first crime. Do you have any final statement?"

The convicted man Carl speaks up through the dead silence of the square, and began to thrash "It wasn't me, it'll kill again then you'll see!"

"Enough, raise him."

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