One of the two says to the other
"You know I used to like this lark till he showed up"
"Yeah, know what you mean"
"Yeah, has to be sentient, has to be every ten day, has to be tortured.."
"It's taking up a lot of time now, I mean I still have a farm to run like"
"Yeah, there is a time honoured solution to this though"
"Yeah" one pulls out a dagger, the other follows suit.
"We do have to do our duty like"
"Not like Bhaal will mind, he'll likely be pleased in fact"
"Yeah, Hail Bhaal! and so forth"
They make their way toward the smallest sleeping figure