The Irritable Inquisitor and the Weary Witch - Chapter 1
Night Castle From T.W. Rolleston’s The Tale of Lohengrin 1910 Cornell University Library "Inquisitor Anna?" The receptionist waved her hand in front of my face. I had been looking out the window at the snowy peaks of Mt. Naroma. "What is it?" I asked. I could only assume the local sheriff was ready to see me. "Sheriff Wellin is ready to see you." I took another look out of the window. High in the hills of northern Rahstora lay the bustling city of Aria. I, Anna, an inquisitor of the Royal Knights, was sent here to help out the local sheriff. Although, in cases like this, they typically give you a specific assignment. From the reaction of the staff here, I knew they weren't expecting me. "Sheriff Wellin?" I extended my hand as I pulled down my scarf with the other. "Good to meet you, Inquisitor." "Likewise." I took a seat in the cushy chair opposite his desk. Around his office were many knick knacks. "Inquisitor, w...