Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140927032239/@comment-29458028-20141010123159

"The world is not as fair as you think, Jana, the arm of the law is not that long. How do you think I survived so long in business without people catching me, no matter how many illegal deeds I do to gain money?" said Felrion.

"If they can even trace Sorin, I would have been caught long ago" continued Felrion, his evil grin coming to his face once again "I am a lot more infamous than him, if you go to Valenwood. Being naive brings only death. In fact, due to my concern for you, I would recommend not trusting me fully."

(Felrion's bounty is ... huge, if Valenwood is considered (about 20 times Sorin's amount, accounting for the nearly 98 murders, 694 assaults and his wanton logging). Sorin himself is hithero unknown except from that small encounter. Alyssa is totally infamous.)

(Felrion records his assassinations in a book that he always brings. Also, he has a tendency to murder his girlfriends randomly)

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Sorin returned to the campsite with Alyssa and they sat down. Killing three relatively skilled elven assassins was not an easy task, but they did it. If they could kill Felrion, they would probably be able to clear their names.

Sorin had seen the Felrion's journal before, when he fought Felrion for the first time. He found volume 1. The elf would have volume 2.

Perhaps they should just stop. Sorin knew he was framed, that he did nothing wrong, that the Imperials were fools. The Potentate died in murky circumstances and the Empire would be crumbling soon. He saw trouble, large trouble. If the empire fell, everyone would sweep in to pick up the shattered pieces. The times were dark.

Perhaps he should have just returned to High Rock's mountains and lived secretly for a 100 years with Alyssa. When he came back, his bounties would be gone, he would become myth.