[color=8dc73f][center][h1]Freyr[/h1][/center][/color]

Freyr watched as both of them appeared to be alarmed by the noise, but to his dismay, things wouldn't go as smoothly as he had planned...

"[color=black]Oh, before I forget...[/color]" Caldeyron said, approaching the prisoner, and violently stabbing him into the eyes, killing him on the spot. It was a cold blooded execution... Even though they already had what they wanted, even after promising to let him alive, they killed him.

He didn't thought that they would react like that. He had made a mistake... They were unknown opponents, he didn't know anything about them, yet he made the mistake of supposing they would react in a predictable way.

[color=8dc73f]"It won't happen again..."[/color] Freyr said, grabbing his hunting knife.
Quickly jumping down the tree, he approached the dead body. It was simply impossible to recognize him, his face was so full of scars, so wounded that the only thing that Freyr was able to discern was that he was a middle aged man.

With an agile, precise and experienced hand, he used his hunting knife to take out the man's heart from the dead body. His blood was still 
hot. Taking it on his hand, he dug a small hole on the ground with the tip of his knife, gently placing the man's heart there, burying it.

[color=8dc73f]"Everything shall end where it all began."[/color] Freyr said, touching the place where he had buried the heart, closing his eyes for a brief moment.

Turning back to the man's body, Freyr put it laying down at the base of the tree and covered it with dead leaves. 
[color=8dc73f]"This will have to suffice by now. I'm sorry."
[/color]

A middle aged man... Maybe that was the man they were searching for. Sadly, Freyr wasn't able to save him, but he still needed to tell Bast and Haley about what he saw.
Sheathing his knife, he started running back, towards the northern part of the forest. For good or for worse, their search had already came to an end.


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[color=C6DEFF][center][h1]Bast Ragoczy[/h1][/center][/color]

"[color=00746b]Yeah, yeah I'm Vincent Gardner. Husband to Rachelle Gardner. Or was.[/color]" The man spoke, after a few moments.
[i]"Very well, Mr. Vincent. Lets hear what you have to say.."[/i] Bast thought, with a sly smile on his face. Things were indeed starting to get interesting.

Bast heard carefully as the man explained about how Rochelle was a noble and he a commoner, but even though, she still married him. Even with her family opposing to that, she held her ground and kept her word. Those words shed a new light upon the woman called Rochelle.
Either she was a strong woman, with strong opinions, that would not back down, and would do anything to attain her goals, or just a hopelessly romantic woman, who would move mountains for her love.
[color=C6DEFF][I]"Interesting..." [/I][/color] He thought to himself, wondering which one of those Rochelle really was.

[color=C6DEFF]"Well Mr. Vincent, the heart makes no distinction between rich, poor, young or old. The thing which made her fight so hard, even against her family, to marry you, is called love, Mr Vincent. Emotions in general are frighteningly powerful things... Even capable of driving someone mad... And between all the emotions, Love and Hate are the ones that burn with the brightest and hottest flames."[/color] Bast said to the man.

"[color=00746b]Listen, I'll... I'll show her my remains. If you know what I mean.[/color]" Vincent said, after telling them his story.
So It had finally reached that moment. But it was too soon to end it yet... He still was curious... Did Vincent really love her, or he married her because he couldn't reject her? That question would not only give him the answer about Vincent's true feelings, but also about Rochelle's personality as well...

[color=C6DEFF]"Don't worry Mr Vincent. I'll make sure to convince your wife that you're dead."[/color] Bast said, with a mysterious smile.
[color=C6DEFF]"I'm sure that she will be devastated by the [I]loss[/I] of her beloved husband, but on the other hand, you will be free to finally be happy yourself, am I right?"[/color] Bast asked, with a sly grin.

[color=C6DEFF]"Oh, and don't worry about Miss Haley. She came with us only to watch how this story will end."[/color] He said, looking to Haley and carefully watching her reactions.
Of course, he didn't know how Haley would react to all that, but Bast loved variables... He loved to have a... wild card, something to make things more... interesting.