He has always been know as the Sheriff's right-hand man, clad in black leather. He has been painted a man who killed and followed orders on rumour that it would lead him to status and power. Many have said he was not a man to be trusted or respected, but those were just their words. But, this time it's time to set the story straight and here from the man himself. His own words.
Marian came by to the castle today. She requested to see. She told me because of what the Sheriff was doing people were dying day by day. She told me the winter weather had taken a toll on her father. He was ill and she could not afford medicine because of the taxes. She asks me to help her, to help her father. I tell there is nothing I can do. The Sheriff will not listen. She tells me that I can do something. She says I can help the people by giving them food to last them the winter. I refuse to help. Said, it would enrage the Sheriff. Told her I did not want to risk it. She glares at me, I see the hatred in her eyes and she tells me, if I wouldn't help the people, she would.
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