Pick Amsden

"Fetch me Amsden," you tell Lilith.

Lilith nods, disappearing in front of you. She reappears after a few minutes, floating in the air in front of you.

"He's coming," she says.

A tall, slender figure walks out, a tanned bandit with a leather longcoat, and wears a balaclava covering his scarred mouth. He salutes, something that's definitely not commonly done by bandits.

"Lord Abaddon. The Succubus said you needed to me," he says in a deep, monotone voice.

"Tell me Amsden, what do you know of politics?"

"**** the person more powerful than you and take his power, stop the person less powerful than you from murdering you and taking your power," Amsden answers.

"That's one definition. Do you have much interest in politics?"

"Not particularly, sir," Amsden answers.

"I suppose that'll help me avoid a knife in the back, then. You're being appointed governor. Your job's fairly simple. Keep the garrisoned forces and defenses strong. Make sure the taxes get to me. Sort out any shit that needs sorting."

"Understood, sir. I won't let you down."

"I know you won't, because you don't want to know what happened to the last person who let me down. Actually, I don't think anyone ever has. So if you do you'll be the first, and I'm going to have to make a serious fucking example and crucify your cock."

"Don't worry, Lord Abaddon, I'll ensure everything is upkept."

"Perfect. Morrigan, you'll oversee the transition of power from Whitley to Amsden. Oh yes, speaking of Whitley."

You turn, to see Whitley standing next to the pathetic-looking clergy.

"Simple orders for you, my good man. You're going to take your family, your friends, anything you give a shit about, and get the fuck out of my territory. If that whore of yours does end up getting pregnant from the spunk I shot up inside her, I want that kid raised well. Head South to whatever summer house rich fucks like you have, live out there selling whatever trinkets you loot from your house."

Whitley nods, staring down at the ground as he turns, leaving.

"Well, the air stinks of pig shit and I miss my bed. I'm getting the fuck out of here. Have these issues sorted."