Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150311002226/@comment-24736819-20150312223528

(Aaaaand I'm home! xD)

Velaryon went through the papers on the desk, reading its content.

"Pale man? Hmm...", he said as he read the scribbles of the writer. He found the rhyme to be quite catchy and figured that the victim was studying the tales of Riften, the Pale Man being one of them.

He walked around the room, trying to locate any clues about what happened, but none were there to be found. Not even by his trained eyes...well, his tired trained eyes as he hasn't slept at all since the ship.

''Weird. Very weird.''

He thought to himself as he approached the body, analyzing the terror in the face of the victim.

''Same histerical paralysis. This time the eyes were taken...''

He wrote down every detail about the room, from the chair indicating the forced entrance to the candle and the fresh ink. The body itself, he draw after the notes, making a sketch of the crime scene.

He looked back, to the door and saw the woman in white standing by the door, horrified.

"Ma'am, you don't need to see that.", he started to heading her way, "This way, please."

He was more worried to leave the crime scene untouched than with the woman and her feelings at the time. He sat her downstairs and took a peek outside, calling for the nearest guard. He asked him to 'go fetch' his companions at the Inn as another victim was found and the guard nodded, not being able to understand that he had been called 'dog' by the investigator.