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Events as they occurred on the 6th of Malachite.
Captain Ironblood stormed into Baron Lorn's office, clutching a scroll of paper tightly in his right fist.
"BARON!" He roared, "I demand to know how this happened!"
He unfurled the scroll madly and shoved it in the Baron's flustered face.
"Murder is a very serious charge!" said the Baron, focusing on that single word only.
"Murder?!" cried the Captain, "He killed a cat! Nobody even owned the cat! I'd ordered that cat butchered for our meat stockpiles!"
"Wait... we eat cats?" asked the Baron, his distaste showing.
"That's not the point. I want to know how this happened!"
"Well... I like cats." mumbled the Baron.
The Captain held his head a moment, taking a breath to steady himself.
"Sir, liking cats is all very well, but do you really think that fifty hammerstrikes is a just punishment for killing a cat that was, in the very near future, destined for the dinner table in any case?!"
"I suppose not. But we can't allow violence against animals." said the Baron, sternly.
"Yes, well, he's serving time in prison. Fifty Hammerstrikes isn't going to win you any prizes, sir."
"Very well... do something about it, my dear Captain." conceded the Baron.
"Thank you sir." replied the Captain, sighing in relief. He left the room, and walked down to the Captain of the Guard's office. Bomrek was there, looking over some paperwork.
"Captain!" she said, looking up as he entered the office, "Have you seen this? Fifty Hammerstrikes? Is he utterly mad? It's murder of a cat!"
"Mad for cats, maybe. I've already talked to him. I'm cancelling that punishment." replied the Captain, nodding.
"I agree with your assessment. I'm letting him go. To be honest, I probably would have done so without your authority, but I'm glad I have it." she said, smiling.
"I notice that we have another criminal on the books as well." said the Captain, conversationally.
"Yes, another assault upon a cat." remarked Bomrek.
"Was it the same cat?" queried the Captain.
"I don't know. I don't want to go into it. Bloody things are everywhere anyway." she complained.
"I'm having them butchered as fast as I can!" said the Captain in protest.
"Yeah, but then we have to eat them."
"Well... yes." conceded the Captain. He didn't much like the taste of cat either.