Definitely wasn't a pig, then. Vervain's expression goes briefly slack with shock; less the they just executed a man in public sort and more they've got enough Profane around here to off sort. (Though there's enough of the former; he was scarcely old enough to watch the last time anyone had gotten wrong enough with the law in 'Thwaite to deserve execution over exile.)
"Gods protect us," he mutters at last, signing himself against evil as he does, "and wash away the poor creature's sins in blood."
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Definitely wasn't a pig, then. Vervain's expression goes briefly slack with shock; less the they just executed a man in public sort and more they've got enough Profane around here to off sort. (Though there's enough of the former; he was scarcely old enough to watch the last time anyone had gotten wrong enough with the law in 'Thwaite to deserve execution over exile.)
"Gods protect us," he mutters at last, signing himself against evil as he does, "and wash away the poor creature's sins in blood."