Gender: Male Age: 53 Location: Las Vegas, Nv
|Introduction: Being Hunted|
The next day was one the city would remember. The King marched into his court with the Captain of the guard and several of his knights. He arrested his brother Jacob and tried him right then. Before the hour was up the prince was hanging from the Curtain wall. The nobles were all shocked and stunned that the King would have his own brother executed.
The assassin’s guild was just as shocked when the city guards began arresting them on sight. Their guild house was burned to the ground. I went back to wearing the clothes of a stable boy and even though we had a lot more people then normal come to the Inn they didn’t really realize who I was.
As the week slowly passed, things began to slow down. I began hearing things about the thieves guild. They were offering to merge with the remaining members of the assassins guild. The whispers also said they were going to do something about the Guard and possible the King.
The next day everyone was talking. There had been a break in at the City Guard headquarters. Five guards were dead and three more were injured. The Guard’s treasure, its entire budget was stolen. They were furious and wanted revenge. If the location of the thieves guild had been known they would have burned it down with everyone inside.
I had decided it was time to check out the thieves guild and perhaps tomorrow night relieve them of the burden of their treasure. I slipped into the shadows like normal and made sure I was away from the Inn before I started looking for a thief I knew. When I found him it was in a small grog shop. I went to the back and waited in the shadows. There were a few people that made their way past me in the alley but finally after almost two hours Norris came out.
I stayed in the shadows as I drifted after him. It wasn’t long before he stopped and looked around. He was outside a large abandoned manor. He finally slipped through the back gate and I nodded. This was their Guild house. I began moving away and after only a few feet knew someone was following. By the time I reached the corner I knew it was an assassin.
I kept going as if I hadn’t noticed. Halfway down the next street I walked across the street into a narrow alley. I was almost to the next street when the assassin began to close quickly. Just before I reached the street he made his move. I side stepped the knife from my left thigh sheath coming out and slicing across. I watched the body fall and his dagger tumble out into the street.
I turned and walked back to the other end of the alley and headed down the street. It wasn’t long before I knew there were more following me. This time I knew it was a thief, I even knew her. She was a dried out old woman with a heart of flint. I turned a corner and stepped into a darkened shop doorway. It wasn’t long before she appeared and peeked around the corner.
When she didn’t see me, she cursed and ran past me down the street. I slipped out and back around the corner and started across the street. At the next alley I turned and headed into the darker shadows. I knew right away that I wasn’t alone in the alley. I stopped and relaxed, listening to the night around me. After a few minutes he moved, drifting closer.
I shifted, pulling both knifes and reversing one. He came with a rush and a yell. I caught his blade on one knife as I turned, stabbing through his neck with the other. I waited as his body tumbled to the ground and began twitching. I knelt and cleaned my knife before heading towards the other end of the alley. I crossed the street and went into the alley on that side.
Halfway down the alley I turned right in a smaller slip through. I reached the street as a dark figure spun out of the shadows to one side. He was stabbing for my chest as I twisted and my hand came up. I grabbed his wrist, bending and twisting, the dagger followed the hand and I shoved. As it went into his throat and up into his brain another came at me.
I spun to the side, shoving the body towards the new attacker. This was a dance I knew well. The knife on my left thigh slid into my hand and followed the body, passing over it as my attacker tossed it aside. He wasn’t in time to block the knife as it went through his eye and into his brain. I yanked my knife out and looked around as the only thing that could be heard was the jerking of the two bodies.
I knelt and wiped the knife clean before putting it away and moving down the street. A minute later I ducked into a dark service way and made my way to the other street. I hesitated and then crossed into the darker shadows on the other side. I stayed in the shadows as I began to move slowly down a dark alley. I could almost feel the night, alive with enemies chasing me.
I turned onto a darkened street and tried to head towards the Inn. I took a few steps and then three men moved out of the darkened doorways. They were like the last two, thieves, not assassins. Both knives came out as I moved away from the wall and out into the street. The first lunged and I cut across his wrist and then his throat. I used the motion to turn and meet another lunging dagger with a block. My other knife slid over the top of his arm to cut across his throat as I stepped closer shifting around behind him.
The last man had rushed in and was now trying to push the falling body aside. One knife stabbed through his forearm and twisted. As he turned and screamed, I stepped into him. My other knife went in under his arm and sliced back and forth before I pulled it out and let the dying man fall. I knelt and wiped my knives clean before heading towards the end of the street.
I was at the corner when two assassins started across from the other corner. They moved apart as they closed and I pulled my knives again. I began a shifting cross foot movement that made the two frown. I knew from their actions that they weren’t masters. As one attacked I spun, blocking, almost sliding down his arm as I spun. My other knife slammed into his ear and continued into his brain. I let it go with his falling body and pulled a slim stiletto from my forearm as I blocked his partner’s blade with my other knife.
His other hand stabbed for my throat and I shifted sideway and turned. Using the stiletto, I pushed the slim poisoned blade further away as I cut through his wrist with my knife. I brought the stiletto under his arm, stabbing into his side in a quick jab. The tip of the stiletto punctured his heart and he jerked and stumbled back. I ignored him and bent to pull my knife out of his partner.
I cleaned my weapons and only glanced at his body as I went around the corner and into the shadows I found. Halfway down the street I crossed and headed into a dark slip through. I came out in an alley and turned towards the Inn. Before I reached the end of the alley a dark shape stepped out and raised its hands towards its face. I spun aside as the poisoned dart flew by where I had been.
A dull throwing spike dropped into my hand and my wrist flicked out as I continued to side step. There was a gurgling sound as the assassin dropped to his knees and then fell onto his side. I turned and headed back the other way. At the end of the alley I waited in a darkened doorway before slipping into the shadows of the street. It seemed that at every turn there was someone waiting or watching.
I finally turned and headed toward Judgment square. Now they only watched as I passed and I knew something waited for me when I arrived. When I stepped into the square I found a man waiting in front of the Speakers Stand. I moved forward and he turned to meet me. One glance told me I was facing the assassins guild master.
I knew several things about him; one, he was one of the most dangerous men in the city. Two, he had no mercy in him and would kill just because he could. Three, he was very fond of poison, like under his fingernails or on his breath. I stopped several feet away and waited. He only looked at me unconcerned. He smiled slightly, “The Peacemaker.”
I kept quiet and continued to wait. He frowned, “You will be the second peacemaker I have killed. The last was a woman. She was very good.”
I remained still as my mind went wild and then settled into an icy calm, “You took her ring?”
He pulled on a thin chain that was around his neck. From under his shirt a silver ring appeared. I nodded, “Then you have just made your last mistake.”
He smiled as he shifted, “And what mistake is that.”
I shifted closer, “You told me you were the one to kill my mother.”
He started and one hand twitched. I spun, avoiding the small poisoned dart before catching one of his hands as he jabbed it towards me. I caught it at the back of the hand and twisted bringing it up and around as my other hand brought my knife up. I blocked his striking dagger with my knife, pushing it in across his body. I continued the movement with my knife and cut across the wrist I still held.
I released him, turning to the side and stepping as one of his feet struck towards my leg. He backed up and I followed staying close. I could see that this made him nervous and unsure. He swiped with his dagger and I twisted, grabbing with my hand bringing my knife up to stab through the bones in his wrist. I twisted and jerked it out as I side stepped and blocked another kick.
He cursed and lunged with the dagger. I spun, my other knife coming into my hand as I blocked his dagger. My other knife struck quickly in and out under his arm. He staggered back and the dagger switched hands. He made another cut at me and I blocked and stabbed into his thigh, cutting the artery. He threw himself back and I followed staying close so he couldn’t throw another dart.
I started moving sideways circling him. He turned as I moved, his eyes narrow, glaring. I reversed my right hand knife as his weight shifted. When he lunged, I was ready. I stabbed through the back of his hand as I turned into the lunge. My other knife stabbed forward as he started to reach out with his other hand. My knife went through his neck and I ripped it forward as I jerked back and away from his clawed hand.
He dropped to his knees as I moved sideways and then he was falling forward. I watched his convulsing body as well as keeping an eye on the assassins around the squire. I could see their amazed look and bent to yank the chain from around his neck. I pulled the ring off the chain and dropped the chain before bringing the ring to my right hand. It seemed to get warmer and grow before I placed it onto my finger and then it glowed for a moment.
I looked around the square and knelt beside the guild master. I cleaned my knives and stood to leave as I realized the assassins that had watched were gone. I slipped into the shadows and began to make my way to the Inn. There were still thieves out and they were still looking for me but the assassins seemed to have disappeared. It took awhile but I finally slipped into the stable and made my way to the tack room. A check showed no snakes in my bed or any other traps around the room or in the stable.
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