Friday, 8 June 2012

Richer blood.

The three companions entered what proved to be a well appointed room, for a cell under the poorest part of town. A carpet covered the floor and the overturned desk was of a heavy expensive wood. The body in the middle of the floor was quite different to the bodies already encountered, it was well dressed, pock marked with weeping sores and mutilated. A whole arm had been cut off from it.
Given the circumstances all three felt uneasy however somehow Kirsten knew even here there was something more amiss...

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