<div class="floatright">(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/Sorrow.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Elise 'Twiceborn' Ellingcourt (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=599898)</strong><br/><strong>Looking down into the pit </strong><br/><br/>Elise looks down at the bodies and its' clear the archer/thief is thinking intently as she glances towards the ruins of the keep as well before she speaks finally. Any hint of the street vanishes from her voice as she looks at the ruins and back to the bodies while rubbing her ring finger on her right hand.<br/><br/>"When I was twelve, my parents had taught me the lineage of my family. I could recite name and verse of twenty five generations of my family, save six." She said as she continued to rub her finger thoughtfully. "I've researched them since then, after all my family left me for dead in the forest when I was nineteen. They rubbed my name from the rolls of the family and unmade my existence in every manner they could. I was.. tainted. Four of them were like me, tainted by an ancient crime of one ancestor. Then there was that ancestor, seduced by the call of dark power. He killed himself when he realized the cost, redeeming himself to become known as the 'the Lost Hart.' The last member of family expunged committed the worse crime possible in the family lexicon. The others are buried on family ground, and part of me takes heart in that.. knowing in the end, even if unnamed, I will be among family.. but this smacks of the crime the last lost member of my family did. Treason." She said grimly. "Someone is trying to weaken the kingdom. Undermine the lines of support and destroy staging points. It might be for gain, or part of the game of court politics.. but tis treason none the less."<br/><br/>With that she pulls out a rope from her pack and started looking for a way down. To more closely examine the slain men.