And here we have dead man number 2.
I had to ask around on this guy. Humans are all the same to me really. The story that I've gotten from the locals was that there had been a long standing feud between the two families and the current house heads somehow got it worked out. But all throughout the investigating, I kept hearing an under current of festering hatred that will very likely blow up once I kill and frame the two men. I might just have to stick around to watch.
Too easy.
The day took a lot of waiting. I needed them alone long enough to kill and plant. Mr Dark Elf had a dagger that I stabbed into the hole my arrow made in the human and I had to place the ring into the elf's hand. After that it was just a matter of running and crying about the fight. I mean, who would question a kid, right. Let alone someone of my species. I bet you can guess the outcome.
Like I was never there.
When go to the theater when you can just watch a slaughter in person.
Damn they are going at it.
And the winner is....
Poor kid... Heh.
So the kid was all that was left of the small village. I had to give him credit for surviving and also for actually killing someone. Now, were it not for my generous heart I might have offered him a job on the spot as a member of the Brotherhood. But, alas, I am just too nice to let him go on living with the sins he has committed.
Rest in peace brave soul.
What a great way to wash the taste of all that heroism out of my mouth. Can't have the world see me as a nice guy, can I?
To Be Continued...
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