The Ides of March
Since recorded history the Ides of March has not been the happiest day for some. We know of Roman times but it has rained terror on many less fortunate ones. In the land of Cruxton, a shell of a kingdom that is actually run by the archbishop of the Cruxton Diocese, wenches were hanged on market day in the town of Little Brampton.
The charges against them varied- some for immoral behavior or not tithing to the church- but hanged they were!
After they were hanged they were cooked to perfection.
Oh, don’t feel sorry for them! They were dead meat already! But getting back to our story on the Ides of March a noble woman from azure townships would be selected as the archbishop’s main dish. There was no effort to even make up charges. Constable Oak was sent out to fetch the unlucky wench. She was chosen for any number of reasons. The quality of meat could be one.
The general dislike for the women or her family could be all it took for her to find herself noosed naked before the crowd and hanged before them!
It did not matter. Constable Oak and his men would go fetch the wench.
She would be paraded near naked through Cruxton to be hanged on the Ides of March from the same scaffold the other wenches were hanged.
On the Ides of March the women- oh hell she’s a wench now- would brought to scaffold to be hanged like any other wench. She would fight the last walk but end up with sore arms and bruised wrists from ropes binding them.
The men escorting her never had a problem getting the wench on the platform and the noose around her neck.
Some of the wenches would try to hang still at first but all of them would soon try to fight the noose closing around their necks.
The rope always won.
But this just opens our story…
Tree
Since recorded history the Ides of March has not been the happiest day for some. We know of Roman times but it has rained terror on many less fortunate ones. In the land of Cruxton, a shell of a kingdom that is actually run by the archbishop of the Cruxton Diocese, wenches were hanged on market day in the town of Little Brampton.
The charges against them varied- some for immoral behavior or not tithing to the church- but hanged they were!
After they were hanged they were cooked to perfection.
Oh, don’t feel sorry for them! They were dead meat already! But getting back to our story on the Ides of March a noble woman from azure townships would be selected as the archbishop’s main dish. There was no effort to even make up charges. Constable Oak was sent out to fetch the unlucky wench. She was chosen for any number of reasons. The quality of meat could be one.
The general dislike for the women or her family could be all it took for her to find herself noosed naked before the crowd and hanged before them!
It did not matter. Constable Oak and his men would go fetch the wench.
She would be paraded near naked through Cruxton to be hanged on the Ides of March from the same scaffold the other wenches were hanged.
On the Ides of March the women- oh hell she’s a wench now- would brought to scaffold to be hanged like any other wench. She would fight the last walk but end up with sore arms and bruised wrists from ropes binding them.
The men escorting her never had a problem getting the wench on the platform and the noose around her neck.
Some of the wenches would try to hang still at first but all of them would soon try to fight the noose closing around their necks.
The rope always won.
But this just opens our story…
Tree
