Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140112004028/@comment-3293219-20140114112115

(Still in flashback)

It was no secret that Corelas longed for the life of a justiciar, being an agent and being the hand of the law. There was a time in which the altmer couldn't even recall the colour of his chair as a lot of his work was done out on the road.

He sighed in fond recollection, most of the people from those days died long ago and he was all that was left. It's funny but Corelas once considered himself the next generation of thalmor agents and command, when actually he was the just the nostalgic puppet of an order that is moving in a new direction, a direction that Corelas as commander of the justiciaries will fight tooth and nail to smother.

He sighed, stood up and went over to the window, the names of his men echoed throughout his head as he thought of the interrogation. Talos worship was a serious accusation on it's own, if anyone is suspected of being a Talos worshipper, they are to be stripped of their command and heald until evidence surfaces proving their guilt or their innocence.

Corelas couldn't let the fact that he knew them get to him, infact, the fact that he knew them was the very reason that he couldn't. Any sign of weakness and he could be seen as  sympathiser or worse, one of them. The altmer sighed and leant against the window, he had no love for Talos worshippers and his loyalty to the order was absolute but he failed to see the importance of the issue. ''Aren't there people worshipping daedra out there? Don't we have enemies to face, Ulfric and his rabble? ''He sighed in response, the latter wouldn't even be an issue, if they had let the degenerates worship their 'field god' in peace. If it meant saving resources and valuable time, then Corelas could tolerate it.

The commander went to his desk and flicked through the dossier, Larius had gotten more thorough in his 'investigations' and now he was rounding up whole families for the noose.

''I fear that there will come a time in which I won't even know the names of those who die, the lives of human and mer being cut short will be simple dinner table conversation. 'Oh, by the way, I shattered twenty hopes and dreams today.' ''He mocked Larius in his head as he closed the binder.