Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27968758-20160113143537/@comment-17114085-20160118223500

(This Sahvri is much darker than the previous one. The last Sahvri was a carefree Dragonkin, this one has got issues.)

A couple hours later, guards arrived at the cabin.

Sahvri was sitting there, in the ashes of the cabin that he had grown up in. From what had transpired with the man, he had already guessed what had happened while he was gone. When the guards approached, he merely looked up at them, remaining sitting where he was.

The guards had their weapons drawn and pointed at the Dragonkin. "Surrender and you won't face death here. Normally we in Falkreath aren't agressive towards your kind, but you attacked an innocent man and burned down his home. You have commited crimes against Skyrim." The guard officer said.

Sahvri didn't move. "She is dead, isn't she." He said to the guards.

"What?" The officer asked, confused. "Don't talk nonsense. Surrender. We don't want to have to kill you."

"The woman that used to live in this cabin. She died. How?" He continued, ignoring the order to surrender.

One of the guards seemed to know what he was talking about. "The lady that used to live here with her son?" He guessed. "She died last year, I don't know what happened to her boy though. He just vanished. There was talk amongst the people that he died while hunting."

"The red haired lad? The one that was always pestering the hunters?" Another of the guards asked.

"Yeah, that was the one. He was always bragging that he would someday bring in a bear larger than any the hunters had ever seen." The first guard confirmed.

"How did she die?" Sahvri asked, as the guards were getting sidetracked.

"She was sick, I think. She stopped coming into the city after her boy disappeared." The guard replied.

"Enough, surrender." The officer interrupted.