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12-20-2014, 12:08 AM
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Into the void His design upon returning to this place was to confront an unpleasant memory - but it seemed only more unpleasantness would greet him today. The serene lake, the chirping birds, the luscious foliage... And a corpse. Torleik's brows knitted together in a knot of despair - no, he knew this one! Esther...what had happened to her? A dark weight settled in his chest and the Bloodskald approached carefully, intelligent enough to know that this entire area was a murder scene and anything could lead to the killer. If he trampled all over it he'd be doing Esther a disservice. But it seemed as if others had already done enough to obscure the overtly helpful, as some scratches in the dirt the viking swore should be words were too stamped on to make out. "Dammit," he cursed softly, glancing around and seeing some others shuffling past. Any one of them could be the killer, returning to the crime. Such behavior was common; though the general was uneducated formally in such things, he'd always taken a keen interest in the behavior of others, those who would bear harm to those around them. He knew bits and pieces, but none of them seemed helpful in this slew of deaths. Eyes returning to Esther's lifeless form, his lips curled back from white teeth, skin shuddering as he saw her flesh was charred as if touched by fire. Someone, or something, had burnt her. Was that what had killed her? Not enough of her was consumed by the fire. Perhaps she died of smoke inhalation - he couldn't tell. With a heavy heart and equally leaden hooves, the Bloodskald took his leave of the scene. A conference with Ophelia was necessary. Too many had died. "talk talk talk" ------------------------------------------------------------ Team Valhalla Torleik Ophelia |
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