Talk:Clean Hands/@comment-173.68.143.183-20130517231433

When escaping jail, I fell on a guard's head when some boards broke, and he collapsed like a rag doll. I heard snoring, but wasn't sure whether it was his, or his comrades', who I had knocked out a little while ago. Shrugging, I threw his body onto a table and hoped for the best.

He has been my one and only 'murder,' and it was completely accidental. I do not consider there to be any blood on my hands... just some on my ass.