"See you," he called over his shoulder and he exited."Judge, what the hell ails Lee Roy Jones?" one of the other loungers asked. "Why in hell does he ...want to use all them fancy words? He think he's better than us?" No," the Judge Mack answered, "Lee Roy Jones has woken up to the fact there is more to life than a quart of whiskey and a doubtful pay envelope at the end of the week. Lee Roy looked in the mirror and was dissatisfied with whom and what he saw." Well, he's so mud fence plain and. He was also broken, she could see that – and there was more here than just victimhood, or shame at being related to the monster. Something else. His eyes were hollow and sunken, something Anders’ healing hadn’t affected, and he refused to make eye contact with any of them except Kallian – the poor, terrified elf they’d found in his room. Leliana had offered support, feeling drawn to the tragic figure despite his parentage and his current unfortunate odour.She had some experience with recovering. Hulking steps upon rough ivory thudded heavily towards the sorrowful sounds of women off in the distance, and as this brute drew closer the white of the floor beneath him stained ever thicker with the sticky tar of old blood. This dungeon was no stranger to brutality and blood, the home of a grotesque history of abused slaves reaching far deeper in time than all but those in scarlet cloaks could ever know, yet the gore was always at the hands of monsters such as himself; he had not yet bled one. He only nodded his head in assent.Father Leary watched as the young girl unbuckled his belt to drop his pants. She struggled trying to get them over his shoes so finally she took his shoes and socks off also. Unexpectedly Jill stood. May I take your shirt off also Father? I think you will be more comfortable without any clothes. This little slut was making it easy on the old priest. He had never been naked for one of his private confessions but he had often wished that he was.Jill took off the.