A brow raised somewhat, as Brian took in Ja'spar's words...
?Skull cracking--- well, that's not exactly what we do here, Ja'spar. Granted, the occasional skull can get cracked during operations, that is not what we set out to do from the get go. That is not what this division here is about...?
Slowly, Brian stood. He reached over to a nearby file cabinet and opened one of the drawers. Fingers muddled through several folders, as he pulled some out and shut said drawer once more. That seat of his was taken once more, as he placed the folders in front of the Khajiit.
?These here, are some of the cases we have worked on, Ja'spar. Cases that other divisions are ill-equipped to handle, be it physically, mentally-- or what have you. Basically, we do what others won't do, or can't do. Be it here, or abroad. I'm not saying we're better than anyone else, what I'm saying is--- we handle things, others don't. That's why this division was created back when. As a strong counter-measure, for the rather--- out of the norm things that tend to go bump in the night.?
The case folders before Ja'spar were titled, 'Jacyn Ravenlock', 'Raven (2) / Mister R', 'Dockside Dragon Attack / Murder' , 'Blackstone', and 'Travanix'.
Brian allowed the Khajiit time to peruse the case files a moment, and then he continued.
?Jacyn Ravenlock... He was a terrorist of the worst order, honestly. He was also my older brother. His crimes were numerous-- Murder in the 1st Degree, Murder in the 2nd Degree, Manslaughter, Child Endangerment, Kidnapping, Attempted Murder, Arson, Threats against Public Officials, Child Abuse-Physical, and Psychological, and a great deal more.?
Brian looked to Ja'spar more so, as he continued.
?He began by taking out political enemies of the city, who assisted the subject in the case file there, titled 'Travanix'. After that, he began to attack various parties within the city, and even town hall itself. He went after the Governor, and kidnapped children in order to harness their soul to power his own forces, with an imbued armory. He also tried to kill my own wife, myself, and sacked an entire Abbey, killing it's Matron and dozens of others in the process. His forces were not quite of this world, and their attacks were very decisive. Emotionally, as well as physically it was a mess for a great many of us.?
?In the end, he was stopped. But it took several factions to work as one, on many different battle fronts. My wife's Coalition forces, which were four different factions united as one, The Avenger's Initiative, which was a privately organized group dedicated to the defense of the city, and its people. The Order of Scathach, as well as some groups who do not wish to have their involvement made public... This took two years, or so.?
Brian reached over and tapped another one, ?This is Raven... He was a terrorist with a rather romanticized agenda. Arson, Kidnapping, Attempted Murder, and some other issues. His attacks were very public, as was he. He made no idea, hiding who he was or what he had done. Like Jacyn, he was stopped by a collaborative effort. Like his efforts, ours was rather public as well. He now free-lances as a private detective, and I use his services from time to time.?
?The other one there, the 'Dragon'... That's what we can best call it, because we really don't know if it was in fact a dragon or not. What we do know, is that it attacked ships and fishermen on the docks, and sea. Originally it was our case, then handed to another division, and then handed back to us, when it was deemed 'extraordinary'. It's still an active case.?
?Blackstone-- an operative and friend. He had been taken from us, and kept prisoner in another realm. We decided to get him back. With some help from a local embassy, I lied my way into this realm, took him back by force and broke a few inter-dimensional laws in the process. I still can't show my face there, but that's alright. We got him back, and that's what mattered. Even if we had no jurisdiction there, it didn't matter-- so long as I came back with him.?
?Then we have Travanix... He is a rare one, he is. Openly laid seige to the city so many years ago, during a time of weakened local government. He made a damned good run of it too, until we managed to secure a foothold in the town hall area of the city, and finally fight back. Honestly, we were just buying time to evacuate the city... However, others joined what we had, and we managed to hold out long enough for him to exhaust whatever he had, and leave. Obviously, the city is still here. The damaged and losses, are still felt all these years later though. I've also had word that he's returned... He's been clean so far, but we're watching.?
Brian nodded to Ja'spar once more, ?That is some of what we do--- and yes, skulls are indeed cracked Ja'spar. But we do this, because we want to do so. We're not sell-swords, looking to make some coin, while busting a few heads. Anyone can do that--- we're not anyone. We do this because we're moved to do so. And yes, we do get paid for it. But we have rules, and regulations... We're not executioners.?
?It's not pretty, it's not popular... It's not safe. But to me-- it's right.?
Brian quieted down, and just watched the Khajiit.
