Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140613224928/@comment-3293219-20140613233411

Jaryl placed his hands on either side of Maria's body, which was already incredibly pale. She lay beneath him, with her eyes closed and her lips parted, completely relaxed, without a care in the world. The Bosmer hung his head, sighing heavily as he leant in and kissed her on the cheek, it was cold, lifeless.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered, kneeling down and taking her hand.

"I was a shit Son to you, I married your daughter and let you die... I wanted to do good, I did... But I fucked up... I'm sorry Maria, I was just so... C-Caught up with Julie and Isis, they both need so much attention and I just ran outta time..." By now several tears had fallen down his face, Maria's death hit hard and it wasn't, because he had a thing for her or because she was Isis' mother.

He always looked up to her, ever since he started dating Isis, she was always really supportive of him, even at his worst. She let him date Isis, even when he was addicted to skooma, because she believed in him that much.

He gently took the Breton's wrists and lifted up the sheet, slowly sliding them under before dropping it back onto her chest. He unfolded the fold in the sheet and pulled it over her face, covering it up and keeping his gaze on it for the last time, wrapping it gently around her head to keep it in place.

After wrapping Maria up in the sheet, he ran his hands down his face, throwing his head back as his bloodshot eyes looked up to the ceiling. No matter how hard he tried, he would always fail to protect those closest to him, Set did it so effortlessly and yet here he was, two days without his brother and his Mother in law dies of some strange disease, which he didn't notice inflict on her.

''S-Set... What would you do?''

He let his head drop as he hung it in place, imagining a noose wrapping around his neck and punishing him for his crimes.

Maria's faith was misplaced...