♛ :A time when mercy was requested but not provided
The Khajiit’s face darkened.
“It…it’s not a pleasant tale. Some old sailor had requested my services in finding his daughter. Said she’d been gone for almost two weeks. She’d gone to visit a friend, something that should’ve only taken few days at most. Her friend hadn’t seen her at all and was extremely worried for her safety.” His ears pulled back, gaze lowering.
“I tracked her deep into the desert until I found some old ruins that hadn’t been swallowed up by the sands yet. She’d been ambushed along the road and taken captive. It wasn’t until nightfall that I could slip inside the camp, and when I found her…” J’hasi’s face twisted, his hand coming up to rake at his bangs.
“She…she wasn’t in good shape. At all. All that blood and… I just got so angry when that bastard got up from her…” His pupils were slits when he finally looked up again.
“He was scared of me, sneaking in like that. Offered me a job on the spot. When I told him I wasn’t interested in anything he had to offer me, he asked for mercy.” He scoffed quietly, his ears flattening.
“There wasn’t anything left of him by the time I had finished with him. The lass… …she didn’t make it. There was nothing I could do… Returning her body to her father…” His eyes grew shiny before he looked down.
“I left town. Never went back.”
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