10 Saadat the Dewott has been murdered by the Stalkers.

There was nothing preparing Aurorawatch for what they were about to find in the morning. But when Paladin Neshen the Drapion had been informed about it, she frankly wasn’t surprised.

“Hey, eh, Neshen,” Terene the Nickit had approached the Drapion.

“It’s Paladin Neshen, you scrub squire!” Neshen scolded the fox Pokémon. “What the hell is so important right now?”

“It’s Saadat,” Terene told her with a grimace. “They found his body this morning. Wasn’t a ghoul or a chimera either. Definitely a Stalker.”

To Neshen, Saadat was just another scrub squire just like Terene. She didn’t even care all that much about him. To her, he was a young, stuck-up try-hard that was probably trying to brown nose his way up through the ranks. To her, it was a joke, the kid was barely past puberty and here he was acting like he was hot stuff and ready to take on being the next commander. Neshen hated kids that thought they were child prodigies like that. Still, Neshen wasn’t in the mood for more superstitious excuses. The Stalkers were just these boogeymen to her and so far hadn’t killed anyone that was actually important to her. Still, that didn’t mean they might one day and she wanted to see exactly what lead them to this conclusion that an Aurorawatch Squire was killed by one of them.

“How the hell are you so sure it’s a Stalker?” Neshen questioned her. “We’ve had plenty of Squires killed by ghouls and chimeras before, so be sure of this because you’re wasting my time if it’s not.”

“Well,” Terene shrugged with a smile, “unless ghouls and chimeras suddenly started writing poems about whoever they killed, I’d say Obscene did this one again.”

“Remind me who this ‘Obscene’ is and why I should care,” Neshen spat back at her.

“Yeah, ‘Obscene,’ likes to kill Pokémon and then write kiddie stories and poems about how they died,” Terene replied a bit with a nervous smile. “Come see for yourself.”

Neshen had a lot to do today, but she decided to see exactly why Terene was talking about just so she would be in the know considering there was a good chance it would come up today if one of Aurorawatch’s own was murdered.

She was led to the outside and realized Saadat’s body was not found within the compound itself, but instead outside. Around the exterior of the building, they found the body of the Dewott… and the head about ten feet away from it, face-down it the dusty dirt. Initiate Rali the Treecko was there, still looking shocked about the whole thing while Ancho the Claydol was trying to assess cause of death and other forensics.

“Yeah, eh, like I said, Obscene wrote a story poem and left it by his headless body,” Terene chuckled nervously. “Eh heh, it goes like-“

“I don’t want to bloody hear it,” Neshen snapped. “What the hell made you think I want to hear a poem?”

“It’s cool, thought you might want it as, eh, evidence,” Terene tried to smile. “Yeah, you’re right, what was I thinking? Silly me.”

Terene decided not to pursue it any further, and it wasn’t long before Neshen had left, not even wanting an update or report regarding Saadat’s murder.

“How could she be so heartless?” Rali asked as she approached Terene the Nickit, surprised about how unconcerned Neshen was regarding Saadat’s death. “What if this happened to her!?”

“Yeah, don’t think anyone would miss her,” Terene shrugged. “Kinda makes me wonder if she’s one of them…”

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