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TheShadow

Sat Mar 11, 2017 9:17 PM Post Subject: The Assassin Contract [P,R]

TheShadow

Character Info

Name: Arron Silvertree

Age: 45

Alignment: TE

Race: Dark Elf

Gender: Male

Class: Assassin

Silver: 102

Arron Silvertree looked at his targets house from a distance, He watched the moments of the guards who patrolled the former Noble's house which now housed a pirate lord by the name of Seamus Jake. The building itself was impressive with high walls on all sides of the large mansion like house. Each wall had a guard post on it manned by a guard with a crossbow. The guards wore the normal pirate armor which afforded little protection. . He had heard of this pirate lord and what he was know for doing with children that made the man he sacrifice look petty and it because of those actions that he decided that he will kill the man to rid the world of his ilk and protect those innocent children. Of course he knew it would not be easy to do this alone and so he hired someone to help him..All he knew was that the person was female.. And that was it everything else he will hopefully find out when she arrives.

Arron watched a few moments more before moving closer to the noble house but not close enough for anyone to spot him. It also helped that he had learned a few more tricky lately one of them was to blend into the Shadows themselves and conceal himself otherwise known as the Shadow Meld and that was one of the reasons why he choosed the night to strike at this pirate lord. Because in the night nobody was safe from him and his blade. He took a deep breath and whispered under his breath a prayer to the goddess of darkness herself “ Exaudi orationem meam, et laminis tenebris dea noctis ( Goddess of darkness hear my prayers and guide my blades tonight ) As he waited for his hired help to arrive

Rize

Sun Mar 12, 2017 9:02 AM Post Subject: The Assassin Contract [P,R]

Rize

Character Info

Name: Rize

Age: 251

Alignment: CN

Race: Fey-Demon Hybrid

Gender: Female

Class: Spellsword

Silver: 162

How long had it been since she had been motivated to partake in anything of this caliber?

It felt like ages since her service with the Prince of Epics had ended and she found herself no longer in Torn’s dream world. Pity, the divine had a knack for falling, a lot of times it was far too soon. Regardless, Rize continued on with her life and though there had been periods of excitement every now and then- there were many more dry periods where nothing happened and she gave into her vices. That was until she had be requested by someone to deliver some justice to one of the many pirate lords of Vilpamoian. Learning of the job had stroke the flames of motivation in the woman and steer boredom and laziness away from her. It was no concern of hers of what this Seamus Jake had done to earn his death; as far as the demoness was concerned, it could have been as minor as speaking the wrong thing to the wrong person. A kill was a kill and that’s just what the Spider craved.

Curiosity was stroked a bit when she learned that the target would be killed at his own home. Surely the job would have been easier to do when he was out in a public place and not where his defenses would be at their height. Still, it didn’t deter but rather thrilled her as the redhead walked the streets. With a black corset with golden trimmings, free flowing skirts that reached down to below her knees and knee high boots, Rize’ attire didn’t seem to quite fit the demands for this job but in truth her clothing has been fashioned into being as strong as leather armor. Pale blue eyes lingered through the darkness while she beat a closed fan into her palm. Once more would sights be deceiving until the contents of her item was truly revealed. A delicate smile fell onto her face when she reached what she assumed to be the target’s house. Ah, she could feel her heart thumping with excitement over the killing that would take place. She spotted a man not too far from the house and clicked her tongue. “Are you the one that requested my assistance this eve?” She asked casually. He was certainly one made from darker stuff as she took a good look upon him. A drow- oh her father would certainly be angry if he had known that she was about to help someone of his liking. But what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

Rize's Accent: Vilmapolan (French)

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