"Any confessions made here are staying among our little group, correct? No-one’s going to spill our secrets? In that case, I suppose I have something to confess, and something to say while we wait for drinks. On the surface, once I found out my brother had been killed, I, naturally, vowed to avenge him and to kill his killer. So, I came down here, and sought him out. He was elusive, but I eventually tracked him down to the Iron Republic. It took many months, and many souls, but I found a ship, and bribed the guards to his prison. Once I found him, he was in a sorry state, and, for reasons I still cannot truly understand, I let him live. I blame it on the place, but, honestly, I think I was just scared to do it. I don’t know why, I’ve taken lives before. He didn’t, however, go unpunished, so I at least have some gratification. He’s banished to the surface, to spend the rest of his days in the sun"
He leant back in his chair and sighed, wishing his drink would be here soon.
"I suppose I was more interested in who hired him, and why. I’ve found out who ordered the deed, but there seems to be no hope of me taking them down. Not without uproar, anyway. And so it seems that, unless an opening appears in the near future, my brother’s death will not be avenged. After going to all that trouble,I still don’t know why he was killed. It seems mysteries shall ever pester me."
He sits back, exhausted, before seeing a tap at the window
"Ah, drinks are here, hold on one moment."
He popped outside, and returned with bottles under both arms, before placing them in the middle, and pouring himself a glass.
"Drink, my friends!"