Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140129214229/@comment-24449631-20140131225251

Rowan's Downfall, part III
Rowan looked up, his face competely red. The blood obviously hadn’t dried yet.



He didn’t notice Daari had followed him inside the room.

"I am so sorry, Rowan." He accentuated again.

"Where’s my brother? Where’s Sterk? Is he somewhere else?" Rowan asked while holding back his tears.

"No. We didn’t find his body."

Rowan looked back at the bed, where his family was pilled up on top of each other, like pigs at a slaughter house.

"Oh gods…" he again burst into tears, holding his hand in front of his red face, trying to conceal them. No use of course. His snorts and crying turned into heavy breathing and his saddened voice, turned dark and angry.

"Do you… Do you know, who did this."

Daari looked at Rowan, his head was completely soaked in blood and tears but his expression wasn’t sad at all. At least not any more. He knew what he was thinking and Daari, didn’t think he could keep it a secret to Rowan. Half the bloody town knew anyways.

"It was the Thieves Guild for sure, Rowan, they. Probably wanted to steal your families valuables and things went the wrong way."

"Ok…" Rowan said nothing more and waked out the door. Only equipped with his silver sword in his hand he fast paced down the steps and headed for the ratway. Once he got there, the Iron gate was locked. He pushed his sword through the chain lock and plied it open, the lock broke with a loud clunk. He then entered the Ratway.

-

Breathing heavily and not thinking straight he walked deeper and deeper into the city under the city until he finally reached. The ragged flagon.

Once he entered this cesspool of a tavern he looked around, almost certain HE was going to be there. And yes, he was.

Sterk, his brother was sitting down at a corner, close to the water pool on which the tavern was built, below the city’s water well.

<p class="MsoNormal">There you are…

<p class="MsoNormal">Sterk however did not notice Rowan, he was drinking. Again.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Nice seeing you, brother…" Rowan said quietly while taking a chair and came to sit across Sterk.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Heey… Rowan. How was your, hic. Adventure?"

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan wasn’t going to play games with him. Not this time.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Why did you kill Ma and Da? Sterk?"

<p class="MsoNormal">"Whazzz? I-I- I didn’t." Sterk said, while looking down into his mug.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Answer the question!" Rowan shouted while he hit the table with his fist.

<p class="MsoNormal">This startled Sterk.

<p class="MsoNormal">"I-I-I…"

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan pulled his sword up, up to Sterk’s Neck

<p class="MsoNormal">"Tell me what happened."

<p class="MsoNormal">Sterk never had never been so terrified in his life. His wide eyes of fear turned small as he tried to hold back tears.

<p class="MsoNormal">"I-I.. I didn’t mean to…"

<p class="MsoNormal">"You didn’t mean to?!"

<p class="MsoNormal">"No, no let me explain."

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">''So? My debts will be washed away, after this? ''

<p class="MsoNormal">Yes, Sterk, only one job and you will have no more troubles from us.

<p class="MsoNormal">G-good.

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">"I met some bad people"

<p class="MsoNormal">"Go on."

<p class="MsoNormal">"I owed them… lots of money."

<p class="MsoNormal">"They said, that, if they could break into our house. And take some stuff of value, they would leave  me alone."

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">We should go now, they’re probably asleep.

<p class="MsoNormal">Ok, you got the key, open it up…

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">"We didn’t know Dad was still up. He ambushed us."

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">Sterk… Who are these people?

<p class="MsoNormal">''Da?!... I-I-I’m sorry''

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">"I then… hit him. In all the confusion. The thieves had already left… cowards."

<p class="MsoNormal">"After that. Ma came running in and she… just wouldn’t shut up… I tried to explain it to her but she wouldn’t listen, neither did Kona…"

<p class="MsoNormal">"I’m so very very sorry… Can you forgive me for that."

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan, now again in tears, and still soaked in the blood of his dead kin looked at Sterk with an angry stare.

<p class="MsoNormal">"No. I cannot."

<p class="MsoNormal">"But but…" Sterk started making excuses, fearing for his life.

<p class="MsoNormal">"We could split, the loot, I mean put it back, I took it but we can still put it back, right? Right?!"

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan grabbed his brother by his collar and threw him over the railing into the well. The entire tavern turned their gaze upon the Autumn-Arrows

<p class="MsoNormal">"You murderer!" Rowan shouted while he jumped after his brother.

<p class="MsoNormal">"How could you do something like that?!"

<p class="MsoNormal">He grabbed his brother who tried to flee by his feet and kept him in the well.

<p class="MsoNormal">"No let me go! Let me."

<p class="MsoNormal">Before Sterk knew it, Rowan had his head and kept it under water

<p class="MsoNormal">Sterk gasped for air and plead in between panic breaths

<p class="MsoNormal">"No.. w-ait.."

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan didn’t let go. His eyes now almost as red as his face.

<p class="MsoNormal">Breathing heavily. He kept his brother under until he stopped struggling. It seemed like an eternity but eventually he stopped. It stopped…

<p class="MsoNormal">And the lifeless body of his brother now floated to the surface of the well.

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan stood up from the shallow waters and walked to the bar.

<p class="MsoNormal">"I’ll have a mead please."