Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190901063142/@comment-27550231-20190904014708

"What do you mean? What did I do to her? Are you talking about why she refuses to see me?"

Jorge gave Cyndwella a long sigh as he slumped back into his chair.

"Well. It is the main reason I left Whitemarch in the first place. Well... A little more than a year ago, while I was away. A group of mercenaries arrived at my home. They were sent to stop me before I foiled their employer's plans. Unfortunately for them it took them longer to reach me than it too me to reach their employer and well. Well that also meant that I was not home when they were there and. Well I am certain that you know what happened as Ne'zon is the only survivor of that confrontation. I arrived too late and there was little I could do to stop them."

Jorge went silent as he looked out the dusty window to the moon out in the sky.

"Well. Some elven rangers found Ne'zon out in the woods and brought her to the hospital where she was treated. I stayed with her for a moment but it was not long before I went out looking for those who wronged me. One of them lingered in town and I caught him celebrating the other was a neighboring farmer who led them to our home. In my rage I murdered him... and now his son will mostl likely hunt after me seeking revenge.

"I was perpetuating the cycle of hatred and vengeance in Whitemarch and I had to get away. In my quest for retribution I abandoned Ne'zon in that hospital, to an empty home full of broken dreams and nightmares."