Arnold watched the other men drinking. He couldn't help but remember the belief that alcohol was poison. Sure, pure alcohol was, but what these men were drinking wasn't enough to kill them. Unless Arnold decided to help by adding pure alcohol. To see their looks of pleasure turn to looks of pain, fear, and them death would be greatly amusing. However, if he did that he'd be thrown in prison and executed ... If he was lucky. No, he'd have to kill them intelligently, one by one. Making it look like accidents and enemy fire. Of course, right now they would be more useful alive. After all, he was here to hunt down deserters and other vagrants, nobody would miss them ... Right?