Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141217155427/@comment-5583506-20150121124853

After some snooping around Valkyrie had found that there was a flaw with the culprit's plan, whatever it was. Even if this criminal perhaps had some sort of power to hypnotize people and make them say and believe whatever he wanted them to, he rarely changed the story which he had integrated within his victims minds. All she had to do was to ask around the neighbourhood to see if all the "eyewitnesses" shared the same story and then follow the direction of these people until she reached the harbor where people actually had no idea what she was talking about, indicating that the trail ended there. At the harbor...

"Interesting", she mumbled.

She had a brief talk with the wharfmaster about logs on all the ships coming and going the night when Alfred Levontius was murdered. The last ship to leave was one headed for High Rock. Daggerfall, to be precise...

She smiled. She had to thank Gastas for this. He had been the one to open her mind. And now it was up to her to close another...

"I'd like to travel with the next ship heading for Daggerfall", she said to the wharfmaster.

"Oh, but there a mostly trading ships, mylady. I am sure they aren't taking any passengers and..."

He fell silent when a pouch of gold was brought up to his face.

He took the gold and sneered. "On the other hand, I do believe we have some space available. Would the lady like to have a cabin for herself perhaps?"