[Finding the unfortunate victim is easy. He's located near the entrance, after all -- and given what the general store usually holds, such a large item on the floor stands out among the rest of the trinkets perhaps you're used to.
The area right around that body is in total disarray. A broken shelf lies just under the corpse, blood and water and items adding to the grim scene. Pieces of lanterns, probably having been on that shelf, litter the floorboards. Clay from some fragile objects, and boxes full of everyday objects are around the body, as if it's all trying to protect it. It's useless, though, this person very clearly is dead.
You'd expect there to be a lot of dark red, but no. There's far more black than red. Black hair, black clothes despite the lack of robes, almost fitting for the end of a life.
Approaching the body is difficult, like fate itself is trying to shield the unlucky victim of a murder. Be watchful where you step, wooden splinters, items rolling around, and the victim's own, black hair are spreading from the center of this tragedy, outwards, like an aura threatening to engulf those who will have to investigate and find out what exactly happened here.
Such is how this game goes.
Even if you don't see his face, the appearance narrows it down right away to two people. One look at the face proves which one it is:
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The area right around that body is in total disarray. A broken shelf lies just under the corpse, blood and water and items adding to the grim scene. Pieces of lanterns, probably having been on that shelf, litter the floorboards. Clay from some fragile objects, and boxes full of everyday objects are around the body, as if it's all trying to protect it. It's useless, though, this person very clearly is dead.
You'd expect there to be a lot of dark red, but no. There's far more black than red. Black hair, black clothes despite the lack of robes, almost fitting for the end of a life.
Approaching the body is difficult, like fate itself is trying to shield the unlucky victim of a murder. Be watchful where you step, wooden splinters, items rolling around, and the victim's own, black hair are spreading from the center of this tragedy, outwards, like an aura threatening to engulf those who will have to investigate and find out what exactly happened here.
Such is how this game goes.
Even if you don't see his face, the appearance narrows it down right away to two people. One look at the face proves which one it is:
Wei Wuxian is dead.]