Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11457306-20140704014014/@comment-11457306-20140706013350

Rowan moved the stewpot over the fire to heat and went to his desk to pull out his copy of the prison log, which gave him background information on the prisoners, should it be needed. He flipped until he came to Saga's entry and read it over, then sat down and ran his hands through his hair in frustration. Essentially she was guilty of a war crime. Not really a crime. Killing a spy in her own hold--a hold legally held by the Stormcloaks at that time, only it was not known that was why she killed him until the Imperials had taken over. Her own people had imprisoned her.

Her own people had turned on her. Just as they had turned on...gods. Morrigan. How ironic that he had as a patient now a woman he could not cure because he could not get her to the cure, which was freedom. Just as Morrigan could not get to her cure.

He groaned.