As Philo closed the shop door behind him, he noticed a small comotion just outside of the ally way. he approached the small gathering of people with his head tilted in curiousity and he came to the conclusion that they were looking at someone who was laying on the floor. His paced quickened at the thought that someone had been killed and as he shoved his way into the crowd of people, his fears were confirmed. The thief that he had seen on his way to the store had been brutally stabed to death. About five cut wounds around two inches long could be identified in the rogues grey cloak. The attacker had stabed up-ward under the rib-cage to pierce the lungs and seal the young mans fate. The boy, no older then 17 was as pale as a ghost and philo could trace a trail of his bodily fluids leaking all the way to his shoes about three feet away, he recoiled in a mixture of shock and disgust at this grim realization as he fliched a steped away from the corpse. Philo felt no remorse or grieve for the boy, in his opinion he got what he deserved. In fact, he was willing to bet that it was the person he had wronged who murdered him. That was no justification for muder but it would sure set an example for those who arent careful who they steal form. I wondered if he was connected to the guild in some wayhe thought. He doubtet that such a thief with little experiance would be of little value to the league of bandits but they dont take keenly on others making offences to their own. This just might be significant enough to start a few street wars amoungst the underground guilds. A few seconds later a gaurd happened by and noticed the commotion and started over. Finally , some order in this situation

Cecelia ran up and pushed the guard aside. She pushed some people away and looked at the dead boy laced in his own red blood. She closed her eyes and let out a breath. She put her hands up to her forehead and walked away. She never knew how to cry so she just wobbled away and eventually fell to the cobblestone road.

"Targon. Why did you have to do this? I told you." She muttered to herself. She looked up into the navy sky. "Who did this to you Targon?" She asked hopelessly as she pounded her fist to the ground. "I'll make sure he or she will wish they had never been born Targon, for you, as a birthday present."

Nesh Psion Spartan had just arrived in Lodomer a day before in a wrecked ship that brought him here from a land that people fear to utter even its name. He saw a crowd of people gathering around something, or rather, someone. He knew very well who was lying on the floor, dead. He saw a torn red cloak on the floor. He picked it up and wiped his katana sword, which was dripping with blood. Yes, blood belonging to the man who was lying on the floor. sweet revenge uttered Nesh as he turned to walk away...

Cecelia listened to the police who were saying that the murder had happened nearly an hour ago. Cecelia saddened drew hearts in the dirt. "Why Targon? I told you." She smashed her fist to the ground. She stood up. The night began to thunder and rain began to poor down on her. She walked away from the scene and walked to the school playgrounds and sat on the swings. She looked to the sky which was colored with red streaks.

Just then she remembered a man who arrived in a wrecked boat. Targon had done dealings with him. Cecelia began to grow very suspicious. She got up from the swing and walked towards the inn where the man might be staying.

Nesh was walking swiftly into the inn when he noticed himself being followed. He knew that the person could be dangerous. He looked into the mirror infront of him and was surprised to see an image of a girl. He needed to cover up the entire issue. And for that he has to confront this person, if need be, kill the girl. But as a spartan he was taught not to ever harm women. He suddenly turned and saw the girl approaching him. What do you seek? Nesh questioned...

"What do you seek?" The boy asked. "When did you get here?" She asked, well more like interrogated. "I just lost my best friend, probably because he had done some wrong to someone. I want to know who did it and what he did. That's all I want!" She said to this boy. Waiting for his response.

Since when did i have the compulsion to answer your queries? demanded Nesh. I am a patient person and i do not harm women, but i can do otherwise if need be continued Nesh. Your friend is a murderer, and I had to punish him. But he fell into his own death pit, i did not kill him, and this is all i can speak to you said Nesh as he turned to walk away...

Cecelia looked down at the ground as Nesh walked into the Inn.

"Wait!" Cecelia said putting her hand up in a stopping motion. "How do you know this? Who did he kill?" Cecelia asked crossing her arms. She looked into the boy's eyes, and waited for his response.

Nesh Psion Spartan looked into the girl's eyes who seemed to have come to him again, seeking some answers which he deliberately did not want to speak about. Her eyes were shiny green and had so many questions and mysteries hidden in it. He is a member of the dark side. I too am one, but i am little different, i have pledged my loyalty to the dark lord but i have my own logical sympathetic principles...This friend of yours was sent to kill some children in an orphanage...and he actually did it...did you not read the news? So i confronted him and in a fight he actually accidentally killed himself...probably because of the dead children' curse...explained Nesh. He then stared into her eyes and waited for her response.

(OOC, XD 'accidentally' killed himself! XD What the hell? LMAO)

"He is a member of the dark side. I too am one, but i am little different, i have pledged my loyalty to the dark lord but i have my own logical sympathetic principles...This friend of yours was sent to kill some children in an orphanage...and he actually did it...did you not read the news? So i confronted him and in a fight he actually accidentally killed himself...probably because of the dead children' curse..."

"Okay first of all my I'm a good bad guy!" Cecelia said getting very angry and moody on him. "My friend was an orphan! He wouldn't kill another orphan unless it was mercy killing! Also I know he didn't work for the Dark Lord, I want to see 'your' proof! If you don't have any I'm going to slit your worthless throat!" She added defending her friend with every bone in her body.

(ooc: i mean like he fell into a pit and broke his neck while fighting, like that...)

Haha...you harming me? Oh i would love to see that joked Nesh. His face then suddenly turned pale and serious. Look, you think i love killing people? I am the last spartan in arda who fights for others...i dun kill others without reason...and i dun need to prove anything to you...said Nesh.

He looked down at the floor gazing through the marble tiles. Abruptly, he just walked away from the girl. Upon walking a few feet, he stopped. He then turned back and approached the girl again. Ok i dun wanna leave you like this...pondering over what happened...here is the evidence...said Nesh as he handed over a scroll. The scroll contained actual details for destroying the orphanage written by the dark lord himself and it was addressed to the girl's dead friend, and also signed by him.

With this..leave me in peace...said Nesh as he walked away...

(We should turn this into some sort of mystery where he was framed or something. That would be cool. Also I would fight you but you would post anything and everything you can just so that I would lose! Which wouldn't happen! Therefore, I wouldn't fight you. :lol: )

"Ha ha...you harming me? Oh I would love to see that." Joked Nesh. Cecelia balled her hand into a fist and was ready to deck the arrogant guy. "Look, you think i love killing people? I am the last spartan in arda who fights for others...i dun kill others without reason...and i dun need to prove anything to you." After that the guy rudely walked away from her. Cecelia gripped her swords handle when he turned around.

"Ok i dun wanna leave you like this...pondering over what happened...here is the evidence." He said handing her a scroll. [color=tan]"With this..leave me in peace." He concluded.

Cecelia ripped the scroll out of his hands violently and opened it up. She read the letter and looked at the signature.

"This isn't Targon's signature." She said looking up at the man.

(ooc: Ayite...so be it...lol...)

Wad? It is not his signature? Cant be...said Nesh, as he prayed it was really his signature. Nesh did not want to kill people for no reasons. Look i was told by a group of people in the port that it was him who did that and it was them who passed me this scroll...now you don't have to lie! yelled Nesh as he drew out his katana. Look this is the limit hissed Nesh almost silently into her ears as he noticed strangers gazing into him as they walked past them...

"Wad? It is not his signature? Cant be. Look i was told by a group of people in the port that it was him who did that and it was them who passed me this scroll...now you don't have to lie!" Yelled Nesh drawing out his Katana. Cecelia pulled her sword out too ready to fight him.

"Look this is the limit." He hissed.

" I know Targon's signature he's my best . . . was my best friend, may the gods as my witness would never to do this. Who gave you these scrolls?" Cecelia asked.

Now Nesh became confused. I was given this scrolls by the sailors in the port, the one from the pirate ship which illegally entered the port...they told me that this scroll was given to targon by the dark side...said Nesh. He knew he could be wrong and hasty. But anyway i did not kill him...he fell into his own death continued Nesh. He then gripped the girl and pulled her to the empty corner. Look, this is the end...one more word, and i shall slash your throat he said, for he urgently needed to leave...to seek answers for had just happened...

"Look, this is the end...one more word, and i shall slash your throat." Nesh said angrilyas he pushed Cecelia into a corner. After that, Nesh walked away. Cecelia crossed her arms and looked over to the port and looked at Nesh who was walking away. She glanced at the port once more and tip toed after Nesh, whom he didn't see following him

(ooc: actually im out of ideas...wad shld i be doin?)

Nesh Psion Spartan then quickly walked out and approached the port. He wanted to find out whether the source was reliable. He wanted to see those who passed him the letter claimed to be signed by Targon himself. He looked back to see if anyone was following him. But he could not sense anything rather suspicious and so he walked into the vessel where he met those people earlier in the day....