Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150109200212/@comment-29559990-20150123025517

"There's always an end of innocence. Lemme tell you when hers ended."

"You see, I used to have the same thoughts as you. I thought to myself sometimes she was driven for success. I'll be the first to admit, I anticipated her doing so. Then, The Incident happened..." Sibbi paused.

"Lemme tell you the story. There was a great man that once lived in these hills. A hunter. Friendly man. Put a smile on everyone's faces. Had a beautiful wife and a happy daughter. Every day, he'd go hunting with friends he'd known since childhood. Life couldn't be better...

Then Maven came along. She saw only the brute strength in the man. Wanted him to join the guild, serve as a protector right next to Maul. Of course, the man said No. Maven's next response is a real stomach churner. She gathered up her men, marched them down to the cabin and burned the thing to the ground. The man's wife was captured and had her throat slit. The daughter was crushed and burned under the thing. The man's friends were captured as well, and used as leverage over him. And the man was captured, beaten, tortured, and abused until he broke. Oh, and he broke. Served the thieves guild up until he put an axe in Maven's head and ran off."

Sibbi let that sit in for a moment before continuing. "Not everyone's a little lion, Reachman. Not everyone hides a heart of gold beneath a rough exterior. And please, don't compare your rebellious kin to this crimelord."

"Now I grow tired of this, Reachman." Sibbi said. "You've made it quite clear you and I do not have the same mindset. And here I sit, binded up and unable to defend, and here you stand with a spear for killing. Are you planning on doing something today or are you simply going to try and break me with the guilt that I don't, didn't, and won't have?"

Borskar kept running deeper into the forest. He didn't know where he was and he simply did not care.

No one knew where the large nord went after that. Perhaps he ran to start over, or delve deep into a cesspit of insanity and depression. No one knew. No one may ever know. He may rise again, or he could simply fade into obscurity. Only time can tell.