text: Six months later...
  
  As you sit counting your ill-gotten loot from the latest traveling merchant in town, your girlfriend is watching you with an exasperated expression. Of course she tends to look like that a lot.
  
  "Ugh. This part is soooo boring! I dunno why you didn't steal the jewelry, I liked some of those necklaces." Annah exclaims.
  "Because you know I prefer hard coin in my possession rather than anything else." You reply trying not to lose count.
  "So? You're not the only one involved in doing this you know! You couldn't just think about ME for once and steal some pretty items?"
  "Annah, if you wanted one of those necklaces so bad, you could have just stolen it yourself. You were closer to the merchant and easily had him distracted."
  "He was gross. Breathing heavy and touching my legs, it was all I could do not to vomit...y'know you could have defended my honor."
  
  It's going to be one of those days...
  
  "(Sigh) And how exactly was I going to do that while I was breaking into his lockbox in his tent? The whole point is for me not to attract any sort of attention and that's getting more difficult to do what with a lot of the merchants hiring more guards nowadays."
  
  Annah rolls her eyes.
  
  It's no secret that Annah was certainly drawn to you because she's a little on the wild side and doesn't have the best of reputations herself. While she certainly lets you do things to her that are a lot of fun, she's not the partner in crime that your sister was and she certainly complains a lot more. A LOT more.
  
  Annah's got the looks and flirting down, but that's about it. Your sister actually had the talent to get the attention of people even if they weren't some weak willed slob that went nuts over the latest sweet young thing that batted their eyes at them. She could lure them with a tale or a song and keep a whole entourage captivated if need be.
  
  You suppose Annah's lack of skill has had the benefit of increasing your own since you've definitely had to be quicker and sneakier.
  
  Still, it isn't just her lack of skill and bitching that's the problem since that you can deal with. It's the fact that she's way more maintenance than you thought she'd be and she's been getting worse in that aspect.
  
  You know you're probably going to have to give her a little bit more this time around just to keep her appeased. At this point you haven't really been saving much at all and you were planning on moving out of your parents home by now because that situation hasn't gotten any better since your sister left.
  
  Lately you've been starting to wonder if you shouldn't just do what your sister did and leave. It's just getting to be too much hassle to steal in this town and it definitely isn't as much fun as it used to be.
  
  Where you would go though, you aren't sure. You're going to have to figure it out.
  
  In the meantime, you hand over Annah's share.
  
  "Okay, here you go...so what do you want to do now?" you ask.
  "Well since you were unwilling to steal me one of those nice necklaces, I guess I'll have to buy a cheap ass one from that hag that runs Sparkling Treasures." Annah replies.
  "So, we're going to Jasmine's shop."
  "Yeah, and she's going to be giving me the evil eye the entire time. Thinking I'm going to steal something."
  "Well to be fair, you can't blame her. I'll come with you, but as far as I know I'm still banned from the place ever since I stole a bracelet for my sister's birthday. Of course that was before we decided that the town was completely off limits."
  "Whatever, I don't really want to hear about how you spoiled your other girlfriend right now. It's bad enough that continually criticize me and say I'm not as good as sister."
  "What the...first of all I'm sick of these rumors about me and her when it wasn't even like that! Second of all, I just said ONCE that our capers might run smoother if you had a better array of talents rather than just relying on your looks."
  "There you go again putting me down! I don't see you complaining about my talents when you're having your five minutes of fun..."
  "Now don't even start with that! Look, I don't want to fight! Let's just go get your necklace."
  "I need more money!"
  "What?!"
  "What you gave me isn't enough for the one I want!"
  "Didn't you just say Jasmine sells cheap quality shit?"
  "Yeah, but that old bitch charges an arm and leg for it, so I need more money!"
  
  You shake your head and reach into your pocket.
  
  "(Sigh) Fine. Here, take it! Take it all!" you exclaim and hand over most of your coins to Annah, who takes them without blinking an eye.
  
  At this point you're wondering why if she thinks you're such a bad bum to her that why is she with you at all.
  
  "Thanks baby!" Annah beams and kisses you.
  
  Well that answers your question.
  
  As Annah grabs your arm while you walk to Jasmine's shop, you continue to think about leaving here. The only thing is, are you going to do it like your sister did and just leave in the middle of the night, or are you going to actually say goodbye first?
  
  You sort of think with as much grief as you give your parents, they might actually like to at least say goodbye to you seeing as they didn't get that chance with your sister.
  
  Of course that might be just wishful thinking on your part.
  
  "Okay, since you said you're not allowed in, just wait outside and I'll be out soon." Annah says as you get to Sparkling Treasures.
  "I'll be here." You remark.
  
  Annah hasn't been gone long when you encounter more trouble.
  
  "Well if it isn't the notorious thief of Teckville. Shouldn't you be skulking around in the shadows stealing from little old ladies?"
  
  It's Klint and ever since your sister left, he's been even more of an asshole to you and you're not really sure why.
  
  "Klint, seriously what the hell is your problem? I don't understand this continued antagonism towards me. I don't go over to your family's chicken farm and steal the cocks out of your hand."
  
  Klint as usual is slow on the uptake and doesn't even get the double meaning insult you just said, but he's mad at you anyway.
  
  "Because it's all your fucking fault! I could have gotten with your sister if YOU hadn't been around!"
  "Oh for fuck's sake, if my sister had ANY attraction to you, she certainly would have showed it. She didn't and now she's GONE, okay? Get the hell over it already..."
  
  Klint at this point starts getting closer to you and raising his voice and you begin to take a more defensive stance.
  
  "FUCK YOU! It was ALL your fault! How could I have a chance with her when YOU corrupted her! Tell me...did she smell like flowers when you embraced her? Did she taste like honey when you kissed her? Did the very heavens move when you plunged into her?" he asks with a mixture of anger and resentment, but also with a glint of eagerness that you'll tell him.
  
  While you knew Klint was always a bit obsessed with your sister, you never quite knew how bad it was until just now. He's totally lost it.
  
  "Klint, contrary to what the rumors are, none of that happened you sick fuck. Look, just go home before something bad happens..." you say.
  "Oh something bad is gonna happen alright sister fucker!" He says and then brandishes a knife partially covered in blood and with a few feathers stuck to it.
  
  And of course nobody is around to see all this despite it being broad daylight. Or maybe they're just watching from windows and don't care. You're not exactly popular after all.
  
  "Klint, put that knife back and just walk away now." You say stepping back.
  "Everyone in this town hates you, y'know. Even that whore you hang around with now. She came on to me the other night saying how she wanted a proper fuck as opposed to your pathetic attempts. I didn't fuck her though; I just let her suck my dick. Did she kiss you today? Ha ha ha ha!"
  
  You ignore Klint's ramblings and continue to focus on his knife, which is now aiming towards your face, even if you are trying to widen the gap between you two.
  
  "Klint, last chance to get that knife out of my face."
  "Or you'll what?"
  
  Well it's a good question, what are you going to do?
  
  > try to disarm Klint
  While Klint is holding knife, you still doubt he's serious about killing you with it. He's a lot of talk and trying to scare you, time to call his bluff by kicking his ass.
  
  You throw a punch at Klint's face, which probably hurts your hand more than it hurts his face. Still, it's enough to cause him to reel back a bit and drop his knife.
  
  "Shit...you're paying for that asshole!" he utters as you're still shaking your hand from the pain of punching him.
  
  Klint charges at you and you dodge out of the way, but your leg doesn't completely clear the charge and you fall to the ground face first.
  
  Fortunately you trip up Klint in the process, who instead of taking advantage, continues to stumble in the direction he was already running in. Unfortunately, he crashes right into Annah who was coming out of the store at the time.
  
  "Hey what's...SHIT!" Annah yelps as Klint's body tackles into her.
  
  You recover just in time to see Klint hovering near her body. She's lying up against the door of Jasmine's shop looking a little crumpled.
  
  You take advantage by elbowing Klint in the back of the head. He staggers and falls to the ground again where you proceed to kick him.
  
  "You crushed my girlfriend you fucker!" you shout.
  
  You're doing a pretty good job stomping on him, but he isn't out of the fight yet and manages to grab your foot and cause you to fall to the ground as well. Now seizing his opportunity he rolls over and gets on top of your chest and proceeds to punch you in the face though you're doing your best in trying to block the attacks.
  
  "Don't worry about your whore getting crushed because I'm gonna crush your fuckin' skull...AGH!" Klint shouts.
  
  You can't quite tell at first from your prone position, but you see Annah standing behind Klint and a knife in her hand, which she's using not just once on him, but several times.
  
  "Fucking asshole, get off! Get off of him!" she shouts stabbing Klint in the back several times.
  
  Eventually Klint falls over and off to the side of you and you slide out from underneath him. While you're still recovering, Annah is about to stab Klint again.
  
  "Hold on! Hold on! Stop! Stop!" you exclaim and take the knife away from Annah before she commits murder.
  "What?! That asshole was kicking your ass!" Annah exclaims.
  "First, I had it under control, second, you already stabbed him several times, the last thing you need is to outright kill..."
  "You fuckin' bitch..." Klint utters and somehow manages to sit up and grabs Annah's arm.
  
  Without thinking you stab Klint in the neck. Blood trickles from his mouth, his eyes glance over to you and then he falls back to the ground with the knife still in his neck.
  
  "Oh shit..." you say.
  "Look out behind you!" Annah shouts.
  "YOU MURDERER!" a gruff voice shouts from behind.
  
  Still at a heightened state of alert, you stab at whoever it is behind you, and just manage to nick their arm with your own dagger before twisting away.
  
  You now see that your fight with Klint has drawn out a lot of the townsfolk. Bastards were probably watching the entire time. The man who tried to pull you away was the Wilfred the pub owner. It's a good thing he's not one of the appointed town watch, but it probably won't be long.
  
  "You little bastard! You see that? He tried to kill me too! Someone get the town watch! Someone go get Klint's family too, they need to know what this murderer did to their boy!" Wilfred shouts as he clutches his bleeding arm.
  
  Several other townsfolk go running off shouting about your deeds, and a few others look as if they're going to take their chances apprehending you themselves and while Wilfred is a fat out of shape barkeep, you don't know if you'd do as well against the blacksmith who is now approaching you with a hammer in hand.
  
  With a lynch mob starting to form, you do the only thing you can and that's run. Which you notice Annah has already done and left you to fend for yourself!
  
  After a few moments of running and backtracking, you've managed to make it home and lose most of the ones that were half heartedly trying to nab you, but it won't be long before what passes for real law enforcement around here is beating down your door. You only have a short time to gather what you can and get the hell out of here.
  
  Of course as soon as you come in, your mother sees you with blood on your clothes and demands to know what is going on.
  
  "By the gods! What have you done!? What have you DONE?!" your mother shouts.
  "I didn't do anything! Where's dad?!" you ask.
  "I'm right here....oh shit. Fuck! What the hell did you do now?!" your dad says walking into the room.
  "I didn't do anything! There was a fight and Klint attacked me and then Annah stabbed him and then I stabbed him and..."
  
  "Oh what the fuck, did you kill him?" your father asks.
  "Yeah, I mean I'm not sure, I suppose, but look I gotta get outta here!" you say and push both of your parents out of the way to go gather a few things from your room.
  
  Surprisingly your father doesn't say much more, he just gathers up his emergency physician's bag and mutters to himself. You think you hear him saying how you're a fuck up before he leaves, but that's about it.
  
  Your mom on the other hand as you're hastily grabbing a few items, is tearfully going on about how you (And your sister) wasted your potential and she doesn't know where she and your father went wrong.
  
  You have little time and it isn't much, but you try to reassure her that it isn't either of their faults. You'd like to calm her down some more, but there are a bunch of people soon banging at the door.
  
  "STOP HIDING BEHIND YER MAMA'S SKIRT AND GET OUT HERE MURDERER!" you hear a voice shout.
  
  "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything. I...I gotta go." You say as you leave your mother crying and go to climb out your window.
  
  You manage to just get out of your backyard when you hear someone else shout that they see you and you're soon off and running from a mob again.
  
  It takes a bit of stealth and hiding on your part (along with distancing yourself from Teckleville) but eventually as the sky goes dark, you're fairly certain nobody from the town is still chasing you, or if they are, they might have made camp for the night.
  
  As for you, you're in the middle of a wood, still wearing your bloody clothes (fortunately you managed to grab some spare in your pack though) unsure of where you're going to go exactly.
  
  On top of it all you aren't sure what happened to Annah though knowing her she probably blamed you for everything. You're so tired. You can't even process all of it anymore. You have to rest.
  
  You find a tree that looks sturdy and high enough, so you climb it and prepare to sleep for the night. You just hope that anyone that might still be looking for you at this late hour doesn't think to look up.
  
  As you drift off to sleep, your thoughts go to your sister.
  
  "Well sis, whether things are working out for you or not right now, at least your exit wasn't like this."
  
  > Next Day
  You wake up fairly early, but then you didn't really sleep much to begin with. This was more of a brief rest anyway.
  
  After a quick check to see if anyone is in the area, you get out of your bloody clothes and change into some new ones. You might not be properly clean, but it's better than you were.
  
  You then check your supplies, which aren't much. You've got a few coins, but you aren't excessively worried about that since food and water are more important out here in the wilderness. You've got a little food and water, but it isn't going to last long. The only weapon you have currently is your dagger.
  
  As you're checking your supplies, you hear the sound of something approaching you. Dread grips your body, you hide behind the nearest tree and you draw your dagger.
  
  You take a quick peek and see that it's Annah stomping through the underbrush with the grace of a clumsy horse.
  
  "Shit, fucking thorns. Ouch!" you hear her say and you come out of hiding.
  "Annah!" you exclaim and walk over to her.
  "There you are! Y'know, you could have warned me about leaving town, instead of making me trudge through the fucking woods looking for you!" Annah snaps.
  
  Ornery as usual.
  
  "Wha...how the hell did you even find me anyway?" you ask.
  "Dunno, I figured you'd hide some place familiar. This is the area where we first did it so I took a chance." Annah says.
  "It is?"
  
  Annah hits you.
  
  "Yes! By the gods, I can't believe you fucking forgot! In fact it was YOUR idea to go way the hell out here, I just wanted to do it over behind Derrick's barn where I first gave you a blowjob."
  "Wait. We were behind Derrick's barn during that?"
  
  Annah hits you again
  
  "Glad to see all of our intimacy together meant so much to you. Asshole. I dunno why I even came out here to find you! Sorry we can't all be like your perfect sister. Bet you remember where you first fucked her!"
  
  At this point you stop Annah from hitting you again and try to maintain some control over this situation.
  
  "Alright! Alright! I get it, I'm an insensitive asshole, but you REALLY need to stop with these accusations of sister fucking especially when it isn't even true! Shit, I'm not calling you a whore that sucked Klint's dick!" you say.
  "WHAT?! I did no such thing!" Annah exclaims.
  "Well he claimed you did before he attacked me."
  "Pfft. He wished. Look, I get that the dumb asses in town thought I was a whore, but Klint was repulsive...besides he was always sniffing around your sister while she was still around. Never paid any attention to me."
  "Well I figured he was just talking shit anyway...(Sigh) anyway this is a mess. I'm glad to see you escaped town though."
  "Escaped? Nah, I just came out here to find you on my own. Don't worry, I made sure nobody was following me."
  "Wait, you didn't get in any trouble?"
  "No. They all saw you kill Klint. I mean I did get asked questions, but I just said you and Klint got into a fight and you accidently killed him in the process. They didn't seem convinced that you killed him by accident though, so yeah they're still pissed at you."
  
  You're almost speechless right now.
  
  "Are...Are you fucking kidding me?! YOU were the one that stabbed him repeatedly in the back! I actually stopped YOU from killing Klint!" you exclaim.
  "Yeah, and then you stabbed him in the throat and killed him. Why are you yelling at me?!" Annah remarks.
  
  Now you can't even speak. You just rub your hands over your face and pace rapidly. In a strange way, you not even that mad at Annah. Everyone pretty much hated you anyway and Annah's actually just being herself.
  
  And that's so tragic that it causes you to laugh.
  
  "What's so funny?" Annah asks.
  "The absurdity of this horrible situation." You answer.
  "So what's the plan?
  "Good question. Can't stay out here in the wilderness."
  "Ohhh! Let's to Klyton!" Annah says excitedly.
  
  Well that would be one option you were pondering.
  
  It's certainly the closest city and it's the direction you ran from Teckleville anyway. The problem is if anyone from Teckleville is still searching for you, that's going to be the first place they look.
  
  Still, Klyton is the only place you really have any basic knowledge about thanks to your parents both being originally from there. Your father never really spoke too much about it, just saying that the only thing worthwhile that he got there was your mother and he was glad when they finally moved to Teckleville to be closer to your grandmother at the time.
  
  Your mother on the other hand didn't speak so ill of the place, which is surprising since she grew up in a lower class area than your father did. She even said that sometimes she missed the times when she worked at the inn where she met your father in the first place. Of course her knowledge about the city is bound to be a bit out of date.
  
  Also, while Klyton has no jurisdiction over Teckleville, it has been known to apprehend wanted criminals from elsewhere trying to hide out there. Not to mention the place in general has a fairly good reputation (And they want to keep it that way) as far as its own security goes.
  
  "Well we could also head to Holgard or the Delantium Kingdom, I think the closest city there is Sivak" you say.
  "No! I want to go to Klyton! I've never been there!" Annah demands.
  "But you've never been to the other places either!"
  "Yeah well, they're too far away, and we could run into bandits and you wouldn't be much help if they tried to gang rape me. I don't want to be out here any longer than I have to be."
  "Y'know, YOU don't need to be out here at all considering you apparently threw me under the horse and cart and you're not even in any trouble for any of this!"
  
  You almost expect Annah to hit you again, but now she does something worse...she doesn't do it often, but...
  
  "Oh no..." you say when you see her eyes starting to water.
  "I knew it! You blame me for everything! You always blame me for everything that goes wrong! All I fucking did was try to help you when Klint was kicking your ass too! (Sob!) You're right, I DON'T have to be out here, but I'm out here because I fucking love you okay? (Sob!) I don't even know why, because you're a fucking ungrateful asshole!" Annah cries and then runs off to a nearby tree to continue sobbing.
  
  "(Sigh) Damn it...." You say to yourself.
  
  While you're questioning the idea that this is even a good idea, the fact remains is that in Annah's strange way she is here for you right now. In fact, she's possibly the ONLY person on your side right now.
  
  So for better or worse you'll put up with her. (For now)
  
  "Annah....look, I'm sorry about my tone okay? But you gotta understand I'm trying to deal with all this shit and I can hardly think right now. I mean I didn't even think I was going to see you again. I'm also worried about my parents. I mean yeah I didn't get along with them, but they certainly don't deserve the shitstorm they're probably going through with the rest of the town right now. I mean what about your mom? You don't think she's wondering where you are right now?" you say while rubbing her shoulders
  "(Sniffle) Have you met my mom? She probably doesn't even know I'm gone yet. Hell, she probably doesn't even know everything that happened yesterday." Annah says turning around and wiping her eyes.
  "Yeah, I suppose so, she is drunk a lot of the time. But anyway, like I said, I'm trying to process the fact that I'm now wanted for murder. I don't even know how I feel on THAT fact either. The actual murder. I mean I feel like maybe I should feel bad or something."
  "Bad? Why would you feel bad? Klint was an asshole, I'm certainly not upset over it."
  "Well...yeah I suppose I'm not either and it was mostly in self-defense and an accident despite what everyone in town says. Still though, makes me wonder if I'm capable of killing again."
  "I sure hope so, because it's dangerous out here! Is that dagger the only weapon you got?"
  "Hm? Yeah. Apologies, but I didn't exactly have time to buy a sword on my way out of town."
  "Oh well, I guess it will have to do. Just hope we don't run into anything bigger than a hungry rat."
  "It's not the size of the weapon, it's how you use it."
  "Yes dear, you keep telling yourself that...so are we going to Klyton now?"
  "Yeah, we're going to Klyton..."
  
  Annah makes "Squeee!" sound and then kisses you saying how exciting it will be to finally go to the "Big City."
  
  Honestly, you think Annah's enthusiasm to go to Klyton is a little misplaced even if she wasn't travelling with a wanted murderer. At least she isn't bitching anymore though.
  
  However, that doesn't last and she inevitably starts complaining when you insist on staying off the road and sticking to the woods to keep out of sight of any potential person from Teckleville that might be tracking you.
  
  "Dunno why you think this makes you more hidden. I found you in the woods." Annah remarks.
  "Yeah, well not everyone has the magical ability to find me like you do, now come on and keep it down!" You answer.
  "You know there are blood stalkers out here and bandits who..."
  "Will try to rape you. Yes, I know. You've only mentioned that three or four times already. What is your preoccupation with getting raped?"
  "You saying that wouldn't happen?"
  "No...I...agh! Look it's getting dark enough that I can barely see shit in front of me and we probably should just stop for the rest of the night. I'll see if there's a suitable tree to sleep in..."
  "A tree? I'm not sleeping in a tree! It sounds uncomfortable and I could fall out and break my neck!"
  "It's safer than you think, you just prop yourself up against the trunk and a large enough branch. It'll actually be safer than sleeping on the ground. Up in a tree we can at least..."
  "I'm not sleeping in a fucking tree! I'm hungry, and it's getting cold! We should build a fire!"
  
  You face palm at your situation. The tree thing you're flexible on, but a fire? That's potentially asking for trouble. Still, if you make a fire, you'll hopefully shut Annah up.
  
  > make a fire
  Honestly, if anything Annah's loud bitching is going to attract more attention to your position than a fire at this point.
  
  "Alright! Alright! Just stop! We'll build a damn fire. I think I got a tinderbox, never used it though since I didn't exactly spend nights out in the wilderness, so you're going to have to bear with me."
  
  You gather up a bunch of broken branches, break out your tinderbox and begin fumbling around with the flint
  
  "Do you even know what you're doing?" Annah asks.
  "Not really."
  "Sheesh, this isn't sex. I figured this would be a simple enough task, even for you."
  "Fuck, Annah. I told you I wasn't an expert at doing this but feel free to help me if you know how!" You answer throwing the flint down.
  "So I guess it is sex. (sigh) Move!" Annah remarks and takes over.
  
  And of course she does it nearly instantly and you soon have a fire going. You're getting incredibly angry and starting to regret letting her tag along now. You're under enough pressure as it is and you can't deal with her attitude right now.
  
  "Hey I said I was also hungry, didn't you bring any food?" Annah remarks.
  "You want food? You want fucking food? HERE! Take it! Take everything I fucking have!" you shout as you pull out apples from your bag and start throwing them at her.
  "HEY! STOP! Stop you fucking asshole!" she replies dodging apples.
  "I oughta do worse than throw fucking apples at you!"
  "Oh like what? You gonna stab and kill me too?" Annah asks while picking up a nearby apple.
  "Don't tempt me."
  "Threats of violence. Nice. I can't believe I recently cried over you."
  "I can't believe you even meant it. Y'know before all this shit went down, I was actually thinking about breaking up with you in the first place. And guess what, I was right about..."
  
  Your words are interrupted by a flying apple. You dodge it and Annah's eyes go a bit wide when she sees you come at her.
  
  She doesn't get far when you tackle her to the ground. After a bit of struggling you manage to subdue her, by getting on top of her and holding her wrists down. You're breathing heavy and have a nasty look in your eyes.
  
  "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do that! You know how I get! Please just don't hurt me!" Annah begs and starts to tear up again.
  
  Despite your rather aggressive dominance over Annah, you weren't actually planning to do anything except scare her really bad, which you definitely succeeded in doing. Any ideas of battery, torture, murder or (as Annah usually believes), rape weren't in the equation.
  
  Unfortunately nobody else saw it that way. And between the fire AND your very loud arguing and fighting with Annah, someone came to investigate.
  
  You suddenly feel a crushing blow to the back of your head and you crumple on top of Annah's body. You have a little strength left to push yourself up a bit, but another blow succeeds in knocking you out.
  
  When you wake up, you find yourself in a cell, which look very familiar. It should, because you've been in it before. You're at the Teckleville jail.
  
  "Well, looks like the Teckleville Terror is finally up and from here on your ass belongs to me until your execution." A familiar voice remarks.
  
  It's Sheriff Walford. Just one of your many admirers. You sit up from the floor and rub your head.
  
  "(Groan) I knew lighting that fire was a bad idea." You say.
  "You're just full of them boy and you'll be paying for them soon because your luck has finally run out." Walford says from his desk
  "Surprised you just didn't tell your men to kill me on sight."
  "Oh trust me, when they caught you tryin' to rape that girl, they wanted to, but I specifically told them to bring you in alive no matter what the circumstances. Because I personally want to see you hang."
  "How law abiding of you. (Sigh) I don't suppose it would help if I said Annah's lying about that."
  "Lyin that you WEREN'T tryin ta rape her? Pfft, already know that son."
  "Wait, you tellin' me that Annah didn't accuse me of rape?"
  "No she didn't for some strange reason. She claims you and her were just having an argument, but my boys said it sure as hell didn't look like that to them. Dunno what spell you got that girl under, but it ain't gonna save your ass because you're STILL wanted for the murder of Klint! You were fortunate that his father didn't catch you before my men did though I wouldn't have minded if he had."
  
  Wow, that's a bit surprising about Annah. She knows you better than you thought AND she's still trying in her own way to defend you.
  
  The sheriff goes on to say that she isn't the only one either. Apparently your father has hired the best freelance advocate he could find in Klyton. While it's a pretty grim conclusion that you're going to be found guilty, your father made so much of a stink that he demanded that you at least get a trial of sorts.
  
  It would appear you have more people on your side than you thought
  
  A few days pass and Annah tries to see you, but they won't let her in. Your parents won't be denied however and of course your expensive advocate speaks to you as well to get all your information.
  
  The day finally comes and you're trotted out before practically the whole town, most of which are already booing and calling for your blood. The town mayor is overseeing this trial and going to make the final decision. While you've never directly done any wrong to him, he doesn't particularly like you so in your mind you might as well be going to the noose already.
  
  Still, you don't give up. You don't actually speak in your own trial, your advocate speaks for you and does a WAY better job than you ever could. Annah and your parents both testify on your behalf, and even a few people begrudgingly admit that they saw the entire fight with Klint and say you didn't really mean to kill him. You really wish your sister was around because you imagine that she would be able to charm a few more folks to your side.
  
  Of course the other side paints you out to be evil incarnate whenever they can. Klint's parents in particular.
  
  Eventually the mayor says he's heard enough and that's when you think here comes the execution sentence.
  
  "(Sigh) As long as I've been mayor, this young man has been a blight on this town despite his father and mother being good people. I can't fault them for defending him because above all else he is their son. But another son was killed and that's the main reason we're here today. The rape accusation...well quite frankly the young girl denies that it happened and if she's deluded enough to defend her abusive criminal boyfriend...well I just shake my head in dismay and nothing else. Given her own shady reputation, I'm actually inclined they just enjoy a sick relationship."
  
  The mayor continues.
  
  "But getting back to the murder. While tragic, I have to weigh all arguments. We all know that Klint himself was no angel. I'm sorry to say that in front of his parents, but it's true. This was a case of the stupid antics of youth getting way out of hand. And as much as I dislike this budding criminal in front of me, I truly don't believe he killed Klint out of malice.
  
  At this point several people start booing again until the mayor calls for order.
  
  "That's enough! I'm mayor of this damn town and this is my decision which I haven't even got to yet! My verdict is guilty BUT I'm not giving this young man death. It was an accident and despite everything I've said, I personally wouldn't feel comfortable with myself executing a youth who made a very bad mistake. However, he can't stay here. So my final decision is exile as of tomorrow. You come back and you WILL be executed, you understand?" the mayor says.
  "I understand, sir and I thank you for your fair judgment." You reply and nod.
  "Take him back to his cell, release him in the morning."
  
  The crowd goes nuts at this decision and the Teckleville Watch barely manage to get you back to the jail unscathed. After throwing you back in your cell, Sheriff Walford flips his desk over as his men standby.
  
  "Are you secretly a son of Yag or just permanently blessed by him? Because there is no way one person can be so fucking lucky!" he exclaims.
  "It wasn't luck sheriff, it was justice. Look on the bright side, I won't be here to bother you anymore...which is what I was trying to do in the first place before you dragged me back here." You say.
  
  The sheriff is so flustered he can't even be bothered to yell at you anymore. He just says you're going to get yours and soon before leaving.
  
  You secretly smirk at things going your way for a change and lay down thinking about what you're going to do with your new exiled life tomorrow. Probably the same thing you were going to do before, except without Annah tagging along. Sure, she helped you out, but you can see that relationship is just doomed to cause more problems than you need. (Like this incident!)
  
  Eventually you go to sleep figuring you're going to need your energy for traveling tomorrow.
  
  In the middle of the night you suddenly hear your cell door open and you groggily wake up.
  
  "Wha...what's going on...is it morning all...ULP!" you utter.
  "For my son, you murdering bastard!" you hear a deep voice say as a large figure rushes in your cell on top of you and you feel a blade go into your throat.