Tense Exchange at the Sunstriker Inn Raises Old Questions in Unsolved Murder

 This Gorean Fan Fiction was generated using Chat GPT alongside the RP logs. 

Please note that the Gorean Saga is a fictional series, and its world, customs, and values may not align with modern societal standards or moral principles.

Gor is Copyrighted by John Norman

 A routine afternoon at the Sunstriker Inn took an unexpected turn when local physician Neeve Barbosa confronted an unidentified man dressed entirely in black—an encounter that quickly reignited whispers surrounding an unsolved murder from late September.

Witnesses reported that the inn had been hosting a handful of patrons enjoying their midday meal when Barbosa, after noticing the unfamiliar figure, raised her voice to address him. She asked whether he might be the same man who had discovered the body of a woman found dead on or around the 22nd of September—a case the city magistrate has since dismissed due to lack of evidence.

The man in black, later noted by some for the numerous weapons strapped to his belt and his fluid, practiced movement, approached the group with a controlled calm. His response was chillingly ambiguous.

“Are you asking me if I killed someone and left a body to be found? Do you think I'd tell you if I had?”
He went on to add,
“I know nothing and no one—that’s a safe assumption.”

The conversation drew the attention of Merchant and trainee physician who had been sharing a drink with Neeve moments before. He expressed shock at the mention of a pregnant victim, remarking on the increasing number of killers moving through the city.

Two kajirae present at the time offered greetings and service but kept to the edges of the tense discussion, later withdrawing as requested.

Barbosa, visibly unsettled but steadfast, clarified that her intention was not accusation, only identification. She explained that the woman whose body she examined had been at least twenty weeks with child—a detail that has haunted her since.

“I will never stop asking questions until the killer is found,”
Neeve declared before abruptly ending her meal, throwing coins to the table, and returning to the city infirmary.

The man in black, however, offered a final warning before departing in the opposite direction.

“There are no innocents in this world… I hope for your sake you don’t ask the wrong person the wrong question.”

The trainee physician followed the physician shortly after, unsettled yet exhilarated by the confrontation.

Witnesses reported Neeve was later chastising herself for such boldness, acknowledging the danger but remaining unwavering in her pursuit of answers.

The identity of the man in black—and his potential connection to the September death—remains unconfirmed. The magistrate’s office has not issued new statements regarding the case.

But one thing is clear from today’s events at the Sunstriker Inn:
the city has not forgotten, and some among its residents are still searching for the truth.