Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150311002226/@comment-5583506-20150311114909

(It's Heddgeir, Zoor. xD I can PM you the character list later on.)

Sibern said nothing, but merely nodded before rising out of the armchair. The last time he had been in Riften had been approximately two years ago, on a different case. Some man had been thrown into Lake Honrich with a boulder tied to his ankles. It had turned out to be the works of the many underground crime gangs found in Riften. He didn't expect it to have changed this time. He immediately deducted that this murder was also related to underground crime, or at least that's what he would have liked to believe. It would have things so much easier.

As he packed his things together in a dirt brown leather bag, he slowly became aware of a shadow moving in the corner of his eye. He turned his head. The shadow was still standing there... in the corner... as if it was observing him. He looked around on the familiar faces around him to see if anyone else of them noticed it. They didn't, and that kind of made him relieved. It simply meant that his mind was playing tricks on him again, and therefore there was only one thing left to do.

From a pocket inside his leather coat, he pulled up a small case. Doctor's orders, he told himself as he opened it. The moon sugar inside was just the thing he needed to dampen his mind and calm his nerves. He discreetly took up one of the small crystallized rocks and broke it against his teeth, swallowing small chunks of it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling how the drug began to rush out into his body in an alarming pace, cooling his head.

When he opened his eyes again the moving shadow was gone. Just the way he liked it. None of the others seemed to take notice of his bad habits, but he was quite sure that one or maybe two of them knew about his condition and perhaps would have some understanding. They were Investigators after all...