Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140816184757/@comment-5583506-20140817002302

(Heh, mine is modeled after more like an anti-hero version of Fox Mulder. Used him for a couple of RP:s back in the days. :P)

"I don't really know a damn thing!" answered the innkeeper. "Honest! I am innocent!"

Varg wasn't the least swayed by the man's pleading. He was hiding something. A whore lay dead with her guts spilled out in the back alley of his inn. He knew that the innkeeper had not been receiving any customers that night and yet the man claimed he didn't hear anything.

"I'll be the judge of that", Varg muttered and made a signal to two of the city guards to keep the innkeeper under watch as he headed out the back alley to examine the woman's body.

"Urgh", he groaned. "I hate this part of the job..."