[i]How does everyone just walk up to him when he's on a ten feet tall wall, I will never know. But whatever. The man went silent. Completely and utterly silent - dreadfully so, even. He had seen Emily get murdered. Decapitated cleanly and quickly.. And, while he never got a good look at her face.. he was certain he witnessed the death of this girl's sister.. Who else would have hair like her? A look of dread and worry crossed Remy's face, his normally tan face going rather pale. He had shaven, meaning that his jaw and chin were rather pale - though they got even paler. He cleared his throat in an attempt at getting the lump away, only to fail. He remained silent for another moment or two, before speaking with a soft, worried tone to his powerful and masculine voice,[/i] "I fear thine sister has.. left this realm, fair maiden. Her head.. was sliced clean off.." [i]He then went silent again, looking down to the floor ten feet below him, a deep and shaky sigh leaving him. [/i] "I guess thou must be.. Marcia, then? Thine sister spoke of thee in a note.. I think it was thee.. Proud.. Thou art mentioned in a.. note.."