Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140816184757/@comment-5583506-20140817142836

When the morning came, Varg slowly fell out of his bed and knocked his face against the floor.

"Mrfff!" he grumbled and shook his head as he rose up on unsteady legs.

His breakfast remained the usual: some leftover bread with a piece of meat and a bottle of mead. ''Where does all the money I earn actually go? ''he thought to himself as he finished his meal.

When he returned to the crime scene later on, he found a new man on the site among the city watch. An armored Breton with slicked back hair and a goatee. He did not look like he belonged there at all.

"Excuse me?" asked Varg and laid a hand on the man's shoulder. "But this is a crime scene and I need to ask you to leave."

The man shrugged. "I am sorry... Varg, is it? But I am afraid that I am gonna have to ask you to leave." The man held triumphantly up a piece of paper signed by the local officer of the watch. "Antoine Galvodain", he introduced himself as, "I am the new captain of the city guard and I will be taking over this investigation now, thank you."

"What?!" exclaimed Varg in dismay. "Why was I not informed?"

The Breton gave him a smug smile. "You see, the city watch is a bit uncomfortable with people of your kind, wolf. Your secret isn't exactly one of the most well-kept, if you know what I mean? And besides, your investigation skills concerns crimes related to supernatural phenomena, and we have yet to find evidence that points to that this whore was killed by a vampire or wraith or..." He looked at Varg as if he expected the man to attack him any second. "... werewolf. Your services are therefore no longer needed for now, sir."

Varg wanted to punch out the teeth that disgusting smile held, but he held himself back from doing so and simply turned on Antoine and left. "Motherfucker", he muttered quietly.