@simplly-lilly continued from here.
【 ⚔️ 】— “This is not good idea.” The other witcher was exact and precise in her words to get the point across. Murder, or even threatening to murder a civilian in the middle of such a big city was not only against the witcher’s code, but doing so and getting caught or even being suspected wouldn’t just get them run out of town, it could earn the both of them their very own personal funeral pyre, pre-mortem.
Rashida had thought the Zerrikanian’s idea of a death sentence, crushing the head via elephant foot, was a nasty way to go, but being burned alive sounded even worse and more grueling. It was said that a witcher had never died in their bed, that was true, but she didn’t plan on her death being via public execution, either.
She glanced behind her at the door to the smithy, then back at the red head. She then spoke in a hushed voice, “taking what is owed in merchandise, however... that is something that can be done.”