<em>Was that why...?</em>She asked herself in her mind, forming another frown on her face. That expression was certainly seeing some use lately...What was more troubling than the use of the expression was the reason behind it.<em>Did they always feel like this?</em>She wondered, staring absentmindedly at the statue.<em>Then maybe...wouldn't it be better if they solved their own problems and <strong>died as punishment?</strong></em>" She balled up her fists in anger before catching herself. Wait, what had she said? No, no, that wasn't right, where had her mind wandered? She shook her head in defiance of whatever that was, studying the names once more.<em>Prisoners, prisoners, pr-Wait a minute...The warden's wife? She wasn't a prisoner, was she? Vesorianna Hawkran...</em>She committed the name to memory and, doubting she was wanted here anyway, decided to return at once to Kendra's house, giving just one last look at the area in case she'd missed anything.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Sense Motive: At 2015-11-11 17:58:38, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 26 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=82339) Nat 20...I'm pretty sure she understands exactly what's going on, poor thing.  And that red text would be those darker tendencies from her heritage or the circumstances of her birth. -Nod nod- ) </div></div>