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That old lady's death was sad but the

second reason of distress behind is not

figuring out who the two evil men were

and which people are associated with

them. Narrowing it down, it means that

he has to take the other option towards

this investigation. Which will both take

longer and is harder to do. And that

is, taking Stephans suggestion and go

to Rashim city to search for a Corbelli

familiar. Meeting one of Selia's family

members will help shed truth of what

happened 50 years ago. That's the best

option, the other one is to stay here and

wait for another one of Selia's killing

sprees. There is one issue of taking

Stephan's way though and Delion wants

to clear it out now, "You need to stay here

and try to stop Sella as long as you can."

"No, I'm coming with you!" Chief Ambers

insists, not liking the idea of separating

with this fine man again. Trying to use

logic towards the lady instead of yelling,

Delion interjects. That's a bad idea, if

we both

go

then there will be nothing

stopping Selia from killing everyone."

"And how am I supposed to stop her? L...

well I'm terrified of ghosts." The truth

is certain, she is a large powerful lady

but her fear was proven several times

up until this point. Wanting the lady to

feel comfortable and self depended, the

detective recites. "And Selia is scared

of you and Jimmy, she hasn't attacked

you even once yet." Using the quarter of

silence to add further thoughts towards

this, Delion reaches up to grab the

lady's shoulder and then with a tone

sweeter than he ever uttered, he cites.

"You're the only one I can trust here,

protect this town so I can uncover the

truth." Dragging the shorter man in for

a hug, Ambers murmurs. "Be back here

as soon as you can."... Gazing at the

graveyard in front of him, midday's sun

unleashing it's weak november rays on

skin and for, Jimmy sitting near him, the

detective gives the bobcat a few pets and

hears him purr. "What are you looking

for? Teach me how to detectivate... or

whatever." Ambers questions, most

definitely puzzled of what this man is

trying to do. Fairly observant and even

remembering everything to the most

possible detail, the detective deciphers,

"I'm looking for names, what Stephan

and Nicholina said doesn't add up. If it

happened 50 years ago then stephen

wouldn't have a foot in the grave. Most

definitely not sure what he means by

that, but perhaps understanding another

perspective, Ambers asks. "And how

will the graveyard help?" Smirking

the shorter detective answers. "We can

uncover who is lying. Do you know

Stephan's last name?" "Stambolieva."

Ambers answers shortly with an attempt

to not lose the point. Walking around

the graveyard, seeking names although

understanding that the chances of

people being able to buy gravestones

50 years ago was even slimmer. Again,

he hears the hard trying Ambers ask

yet another question. "So who do you

think is lying?" Having patience and

enjoying her will to learn, Delion slowly

speaks. "I think Stephan's lying to us, or

at least not revealing the whole truth.

If we prove that the rest of his family is

buried here then he is innocent." Using

common logic, understanding the rate

of reasoning based on two examples,

Ambers adds. "And if he's innocent.

then Nicholina isn't." Having the urge

to kiss her for being smart for once but

not wanting to do it where they can

get caught, instead he gives a question.

"Exactly, but I'm not finding anything

here. Can gravestones be stolen? Or

taken somewhere else? Buried out of

the village maybe?" When it comes to

her village, she is well informed about

most topics and therefore explaining.

"People used to be buried out of the

village before, but the spots are random

and don't have gravestones so there is

no way to tell" "Well then this leaves me

no options, I have to find out the truth

in Rashim city. Try to keep this village

safe, Stephan especially." Trying to lift

up the mood, he asks for another favour.

"Will you walk me out of the village?"

Well at least that way these two can get

a bit of privacy, kiss and whatever else

they would want to do in this blistering

cold. The journey to Rashim city is long,

40 kilometers away and he wants to

take it on foot. With a night's worth of

camping, he should be there a little while

after sunset. Regardless of the troubling

november cold that comes with this

travel, it doesn't mean that this good

willed detective, shouldn't have a warm

start.... Reaching the city on the next day.

the first thing he hits is the local tavern,

carrying a big backpack with him even.

Took some asking around to find a

tavern in a city he has never been before

but it's crucial to find it, since this is

where a lot of information can be found

out Banter spreads in taverns, ale helps

Iposen the heart and chirp out burdens.

Here, the more than capable detective,

can use his coins to buy information.

Coins he has many, reason behind it,

working for royalty. They indeed do-pay

handsomely, although you don't see this

man having a villa. Yet he has to fit in,

so buying a bottle of ale can help mend

with these drunkards, he doesn't need

unnecessary attention although the

usual clean and expensive clothes he

wears, most definitely will beg to differ.

Paying for a bottle, he takes just a little

sip to warm the breezed down soul that

was attached to him due to this journey.

Just a little sip at first and the rest of

them faked for the sake of focusing on

his surroundings. The atmosphere here

being warmer, helps focus since stiffness

is being shunned away. Suddenly, he

spots a big figure sitting near him and

speaking out without a mumble. "You

come here often?"

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