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Re: Sheogorath Shibboleth (SirOni) GMed by thetwo
The people in the crowd started glancing at one another, but it wasn't until Jane cleared the window and started running towards Clara with the knife again that someone stepped in and stopped her. Once the first person moved, a few other men stepped in to help. The murderous maid found herself pinned face down on the ground, disarmed. And, it seemed to Sheogorath's Devout, with more then the required amount of groping.
At just that moment, a group of guards arrived. There were about a dozen of them, armed with swords and pikes. None had drawn their weapons, but they quickly formed a rough circle around Clara, Jane, and the men pinning her down. They looked tired. One of them, with a badge of rank Clara didn't recognize on his shoulder, spoke up. "What's going on here, then? Let that woman up."
The men reluctantly let her go. One of them started to explain, but Jane cut him off, pointing at Clara. "Her! You! She KILLED my LOVE! MURDERED HIM! She cruelly seduced him, STOLE HIM from me! Dead now! HER FAULT! I'LL KILL YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID!"
The officers casually stopped Jane from running at Clara again, this time with her bare hands, and signaled two of his men. Both shrugged off their cloaks, and a few seconds later they were leading a more-or-less covered and thoroughly gagged maid away.
"As for you..." a robed man that Clara hadn't noticed before placed a hand gently on the officer's arm, and whispered something into his ear. The man looked young, in his early twenties at best, but the officer listened carefully to his brief words. "You'll be coming with us as well. We'll need statements from all involved parties to be sure that this is dealt with properly. Here." He removed his own cloak and held it out towards the remaining madwoman, who was several steps out of his reach. His other hand seemed to be resting casually on his sword.
The people in the crowd started glancing at one another, but it wasn't until Jane cleared the window and started running towards Clara with the knife again that someone stepped in and stopped her. Once the first person moved, a few other men stepped in to help. The murderous maid found herself pinned face down on the ground, disarmed. And, it seemed to Sheogorath's Devout, with more then the required amount of groping.
At just that moment, a group of guards arrived. There were about a dozen of them, armed with swords and pikes. None had drawn their weapons, but they quickly formed a rough circle around Clara, Jane, and the men pinning her down. They looked tired. One of them, with a badge of rank Clara didn't recognize on his shoulder, spoke up. "What's going on here, then? Let that woman up."
The men reluctantly let her go. One of them started to explain, but Jane cut him off, pointing at Clara. "Her! You! She KILLED my LOVE! MURDERED HIM! She cruelly seduced him, STOLE HIM from me! Dead now! HER FAULT! I'LL KILL YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID!"
The officers casually stopped Jane from running at Clara again, this time with her bare hands, and signaled two of his men. Both shrugged off their cloaks, and a few seconds later they were leading a more-or-less covered and thoroughly gagged maid away.
"As for you..." a robed man that Clara hadn't noticed before placed a hand gently on the officer's arm, and whispered something into his ear. The man looked young, in his early twenties at best, but the officer listened carefully to his brief words. "You'll be coming with us as well. We'll need statements from all involved parties to be sure that this is dealt with properly. Here." He removed his own cloak and held it out towards the remaining madwoman, who was several steps out of his reach. His other hand seemed to be resting casually on his sword.