Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150404005102/@comment-5583506-20150411014512

Sibern remembered the look Mi'Siri had given him as he left the brothel. It seemed to blame him. It seemed to tell him: So, you were one of 'those' lawmen?

He couldn't blame her. He felt somewhat disgusted with himself at the moment. He had taken advantage of the situation and slept with Embla. That had been a mistake. A most dire mistake for someone in his position.

His thoughts were racing through his mind at the moment. He had indeed found a passageway in the brothel, but it had led straight into a dark chasm below the building itself, rendering it impossible to enter from anywhere but from within the Ratway itself. And he still kept wondering what Embla had meant with that her tender embrace had been a farewell. Was she planning on leaving? Leaving because she knew something she had not told him? Perhaps, he could tell that the Breton had been hiding something. Yet he couldn't quite fit her into the whole picture. What was her role? She was blind, she knew quite alot more than any others he had encountered. Her whole character reminded him of someone... someone he might have read about somewhere... in a book...

He shook his head as he headed back to the Bee and Barb, still trying to get rid off the feeling of guilt. He had every reason to feel guilty. He had just violated so many laws within the Investigator code book, that there was enough to get him degraded if not dismissed entirely from the case. Perhaps it would be for the best? He felt that this case was getting to him, and not in a good way. He felt a familiar connection to the case as he had done with his sister's murder. Even though they had nothing to do with each other, he could still feel... it...

The essence of evil. Pure evil within the aspect of mankind...