Willing to be a sacrifice

A lovely young maiden walks into the house of joyful singing. Her head is lowered as she looks around, her eyes meeting the boots of the Lord Excutioner. Daring not to meet his eyes, she whispers, "I wish to die at your hands."

Why would someone so lovely want to die? Her clothes are a bit ratty. There must be something going on around here that you don't know about. You resolve to find out before she is wasted on such an evil man.

Written by Krytponia (edited by phaedrus)

You attempt to speak to the girl.

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