Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140714235527/@comment-5583506-20140719024844

(Will be later today. This will be my last post before bedtime. Can't be up 24/7...)

Gatz carefully examined the folder he had been given at The Bullet-Ridden Corpse. For all he knew it could have been a bomb planted within as a final "goodbye and thanks for all these years of hard service". The documents were properly sorted with information about the target's whereabouts and looks. Ra'Zirr had only revealed that the target was a woman, but these papers held the accurate and expanded description.

The target was a Khajiit female, aged 32, same as he was. She was apparently the head of some organisation calling themselves The Obsidian Children. As he turned among the pages of the documents he almost felt like having a heart attack. He only needed one eye to react the way he reacted to the picture of the woman. ''It is her! By the Moons, it is her! ''

The photography didn't lie. It was like a picture taken directly from his imaginations, only this time he knew for certain that it hadn't been imaginations. The female on the picture was the same dreaded face he saw everytime whenever he fell asleep and dreamed about the first time he was shot in the head. Her face was frightenly like his own and her fur as black as night.

''How can she be real? How much did Ra'Zirr know about this? More importantly; who is she?''