Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150609040541/@comment-29458028-20150616081548

"Fine, fine" said Damien as he pushed Erikia into his house/office, which fortunately was not too far away and still within easy walking distance.

Damien locked the doors and sat down on a couch, saying "well, well, nice to meet you. I trust you already know why we are after you? Perhaps you care to tell me more about the incident at Helgen? I don't think anyone survived, except you and that Imperial Guy. We know he isn't going to talk, so you have to."

"Why do I have to? Is this a joke?" replied Erika, enraged.

"Let me just say, girl, if you want to help us solve the damned mystery of why Helgen was levelled, you better come clean. Also, if we solve it, we can at least shed light on who killed your precious" smirked Damien as he drew Fionn's journal and chucked it on th table.

"Why ... why do you have that?"

"Found it in a bombed house. Couple of burned bodies in there..." shrugged Damien "looks like your precious boyfriend burned to death..."

Erika sat down on another seat, facing Damien, looking dejected.

"Perhaps you care to talk now?"