Harvest
We followed Recce-Warrant Taylor to the place indicated by Sniper-Warrant Hume. In the indicated barn, corpses had been stacked like cordwood.
We verified fourty-three casualties, all through assault with a bladed weapon followed by exsanguination. There was presence of an accelerant on the bodies, clearly, our forces had interrupted an attempt to either ritually sacrifice these bodies, or just to hide the evidence of what had transpired.
There were signs of a plentiful harvest all around, the victims had apparently been gathering the harvest when the chaos forces had struck. We visited some of the neighbouring houses, where the smell of blood mixed in with the festive smells of native cuisine mixed in a most unwholesome, noisome mix.
Although we found evidence of some tamper-prevention devices, and left the houses with them unexplored.
"What do you see?"
"I see a cute, perfect butt." And she proceeded to give her new girlfriend a playful kiss.
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