Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170315205423/@comment-3293219-20170320225711

"I know... So do they but by that point they're either dead or they've gotten away." Zakariah explained, glancing up to her.

"My wife... We were in Daggerfall, when she was apprehended for theft. They said she'd swiped something from the stalls that we had just passed and they wouldn't take either of our words for it.

I was ready to fight or run but she just... Went with them and back then, what she said... Was what we did." He paused to look back to the campfire, finding it a little easier to think as he stared into the eternal yellow flames as they danced at his feet.

"They took us an office of sorts, where they said they'd search her... Instead, they assaulted me and dragged her off and after being beaten and stabbed multiple times, I was tossed out into the alleyway." He shook his head, looking back down again, with a sigh.

"If it weren't for my friends, the ones who told me about the Count's son? I would've bled to death in that alleyway that they dumped me in. Fortunately the Gods weren't feeling merciful that day."