Outside the Barracks, the troops are lined up to watch as a man is formally stripped of his Zhent insignia and armour. Onlookers are turned away harshly.
The man looks much smaller now out of the armour, his face twisting and the smell of terror about him. He is forced to his knees. The execution steps foward, this time armed with an axe rather than a noose.
"for corruption and for releasing the prisoner Yasher, accused of attempted murder and treason, the sentence is Death! Due to a previously good record " some of the swordhands pull a sneer at this "you will be given a quick death.
For the glory of the Black Hand's name!"
The axe falls. Followed by a gout of blood, the man's head rolls away. His body thuds to the ground with the strange, wrong look of a truncated man.
The stupidity, corruption and arrogance of the officer has been punished.