A man stern in his boots trudged forward through the thick snow, his journey of revenge led him through these frozen woods. Behind him, flames danced over a historic city, of which he'd called home for 3 months. He was not going south but east, Hoshin covered Kararagi to the south and west so his only real option was east.
He'd killed about 20 Hoshin while lighting the town alight with wood, hay, and other such things he'd stolen the night before. He'd hated Orys from the moment he'd met him, he was the typical Hoshin higher-up to him.
As he reached a clearing he'd heard someone running up behind his trudging, stopped, turned, and drew his axe. Orys and Hanz with an angry look in their eyes popped out from the foliage. Dima wasn't wearing his Hoshin uniform anymore, he was wearing a green tunic with a thick long-sleeved undercoat, brown trousers, boots, and a black beast skin cloak.
"Why Dima?" Hanz said in a pained voice. There was nothing but silence. "Answer me!". Again Dima, his chin now resting on top of his axe's shaft with a bored look on his face, said nothing. "I thought you were a friend but you cut Martina in fucking half! You split Joren's head open!" He screamed half crying.
"I did,". Dima had finally spoke.
"You bastard!" Hanz yelled, screaming at Dima as he drew his Falchion and charged.
"Hanz Sto-," But Orys' warning was too late as Hanz was cut clean in half like Martina the second he drew near throwing his broken body off to the side.
"At least the bastard lives on while you die a foolish death," Dima said to his corpse.
"What the fuck is wrong with you! I thought we were brothers! I thought our band was a family! How could you betray me like this," Orys asked shaken.
"I lied, from the second I met you. It was bound to happen,". Dima moved towards the corpse.
"What are you doing now," Orys asked drained.
"Taking his Falchion. I've always thought of getting one and it's laying right here in front of me,".
" I thought you were his friend,".
"He died because of you in a way,".
"Wha-what,".
"I hate Anastasia and her commanders like you. If you'd never come here he wouldn't be dead,".
"Why do you hate Anastasia?".
"She's like me, a violent dickhead but acts like she isn't. That annoys me. Plus her commanders are supposed to be friendly to attract stupid kids to die so she can get rich. If she becomes queen she'll be a dictator. Even if she isn't officially elected she's the one with a massive loyal army, and whoever else would get picked would immediately be at war. And when it comes to soldiers, money is king,". Orys was scared now seeing the hatred in Dima's eyes.
Dima stood up finishing with "Go tell that bitch what happened, and it'll happen again if she comes after me. And stay out of town, I'd assume they think Hoshin did this. And make sure you tell her I called her a bitch,".
"Ye-yes,". Orys said, stumbling backward until he went out of sight through the thin wood and darkness of the night. For once Dima had actually enjoyed himself, and it had been a long time since he had last enjoyed so much bloodshed.
He had paid his ransom to his hometown for 6 months with the pay Orys had given to him, and now all he had to do was find as Dima would put it "A pint-sized cunt".
Author's Note: I've been thinking about a quote from Mario recently that confuses me it's "If you do drugs you'll go to hell before you die,". How does that work exactly, DM if you know.