[Morsul the Dark]

Sam looked up as a light rain began to fall. It was as if the rain washed away the clouds in his mind. He would stay in hopes of forgiveness. It did not matter how much money the inheritance was worth he would see her every time he spent it. It wasn't worth it, whether by the slow decay of time or through guilt he would go insane.

Sam walked towards the stable guiding his horse. as he entered a mouse scurried past his feet, he pursued it for a moment then let it go. "No, I will not fall prey to primal instincts. I am a man and I have sinned, I must face what comes." He said aloud. He began to take off his sword then thought better of it. "What if they don't forgive me?" He quietly whispered. "I will be forced to fight." With that he tied his horse then went off towards the estate.