I believe I set a new record tonight for the Watch. I was promoted and demoted in a span of a few hours. I write this as Tosie sleeps and every time I look over and see the bruise on her face I feel that helpless anger again. I feel impotent. A man has to be able to protect those he cares about and a Watcher must defend those who cannot do so for themselves. It could have been one of my sisters or any other girl who refused to take the bastard's crude remarks with good humor. I hate that I have to be grateful to Gorlen of all people who stepped in to stop it.
I let my temper get the best of me though, yet again. I made a mistake hitting Oldur first, that I recognize, I knew it even as I grabbed the back of his greasy head and slammed his face into the table. It felt good for that moment but in the end, it cost me the arrest and my new rank. I honestly thought Brigwald was going to take my badge when we got to the jail. He tore into me, I deserved much of it as I did break the rules. But letting this man go, the one who has a record of violence towards women and who seems to relish it. It makes me sick. Brigwald called me self righteous. That's not the first time I've been called that. Am I? I suppose someone has to be righteous in this place, to stand up for our people against the crush of Southrons and sellswords. Then let me be righteous. I just need to be smarter about it.
