[I'm back! Scar- bot. Grian-user]

It was 6 pm. All the cells were closed even though not many of them were occupied. A distant sound of footstepst, getting closer to one, specific cell room rang out through the stone corridor. "Cell...613.." A rather calm and soft voice with a slight british accent mumbled. A blonde man, known as the head officer of the country unlocked opened the door going in. There, on the bed sat a tall, brown haired man. The officer sat down in a chair with a fair distance. Yes, he may be one of the most respected people here but...that didn't mean he isn't scared or more likely...wary of a criminal. "Scar Goodtimes, is it..?" He asked softly, tilting his head. A short hum answered after a minute. The blonde sighed and nodded, noting the whole interaction in his notebook. "I'm officer Xelqua. I'm here to...get a short interview with you and..maybe get a..cooperation with you, thanks to which you may get out of here much faster than you've been convicted." Grian spoke calmly. Scar...looked at him in confusion, slight annoyance and...hope. "What..cooperation?" He asked, picking on his skin. The officer hummed and looked down for a moment before looking back up at the others face. "We're trying to arrest a..rather hard to catch criminal. Your friend, to be exact. You help us to find him..Go with me...I might let you go." The blondes words rang out softly.

With that...Grian had spent months. Months of trying to get more informations out of Scar. Little did he know, he got too attached to a criminal..which didn't even act like one. Yes, Grian did hit him a few times...but he had to ..Still, in the officer's head one sentence was repeated over and over again: Find them, fight for good of Levaerûn..

And one day...he wrote Scar out of the prisoners list. Even if he didn't want to, the criminal knew the dangerous city that theyre going to better than him. Now, they were both walking down the streets of Dustdale, Scar leading.. (Feel free to change!3>>)