Commander Braghaman Larethian

More Questions Than Answers

The captain of the Nightwatch made his way back to Darkshire, going over what he had seen in mind as he walked. Crossing into the town, he passed the fountain and came to the steps leading to the town hall. As he took the first step, another member of the militia came through the doors and began descending.

“Captain. Any news?”

“Not much. More questions than answers at this point.  How’s the girl?”

“Still in shock, I think. They gave her something to sleep.”

“Was word sent to Stormwind?”

“As soon as you told us to, sir. We haven’t heard anything back, yet, but its still fairly early.”

“Yeah, but I was hopeful,” the captain replied, rubbing a hand over his face. “Probably won’t get anything back before morning.”

“What do you think happened?”

“I don’t know. It looks like they killed each other, but it just doesn’t make any sense.”

“Think the girls knows what’s going on?”

“I hope so. At this point, she’s our best lead.” The captain started to climb the steps again before pausing. “Make sure that the scene is secured. I don’t want snoops tracking all over the place. Or worse, some animal catching a scent and checking it out themselves.”

“Yes, sir. Right on it.”