Topic: RPG: Assassins & Bodyguards

Hello, this is my 4th or 5th attemt at an RPG. Hope this one turns out better that the rest! All of you know the rules, but I'm going to emphises the ones I want you to pay attention too the most: No Godmoding, Very very short posts are not welcomed here, but will be allowed if there is no other option. Be as creative and original as can please.
Have fun!

In this RPG you'll play as an Assassins or a Bodyguard. Each side is a devoted Order of a sheer opposite art, one devoted to Assassination, the other devoted to the preservation of those targeted by such. The time will be in the middle ages, of Earth. The only differance will be the presence of magic. There are different classes, and ranks for differently skilled and more advanced than other Assassins/ Bodygaurds. Here are the classes for the assassins:

DarkArts Assassin: These Assassins specialize in utilizing magic to there advantage on missions. They frequently carry small magical items to help with there on missions. They also have a good grasp of spells type attacks, depending on rank. Medium level of skill in stealth and blade.

Shadow Assassin: These Assassins use stealth as there main weapon. More often then not, there targets are quite dead before the guards even know theres been an intrusion. High skill in stealth, low in blade, medium level of skill in magic.

ColdSteel Assassin: These Assassins use specialized steel weapons, (swords, maces, knives, ect.) for taking out gaurds and there targets. They use them with frightening efficiency. Limited or no skill with spells. Medium skill levle in stealth tactics. High ability level with steel weapons.

Order Assassin: An evenly balanced out Assassin, medium grasp of spells, stealth, and the blade. Most common type of assassin

Now the ranks:

Bloodbringer (Master Assassin): These Assassins are the most skilled in all there ablilites. (I would like to limit the the number of these to no more than three)

Deathnote (Average Assassin): These Assassins have a medium level of skill in all there abilites.

DeathHoper (Novice): These Assassins have a lower than average skill in there abilites.

Apprentices (Apprentice): These Assassin could hardly be called such, and are not to be trusted with solo missions. They have a very low skill level in all there abilites.

If your an Assassin, you are the aggressor, and will be on the attack. You must kill in anyway, the man or woman you have been assigned. But be wary, being discovered by more than eight Bodyguards/Guards will almost always spell certain death for you. If you are captured they will torture you intill you betray the Assassin's Order. Subtality, timing, creativity, stealth and quick thinking are your best weapons. Use them. Also, you will almost always be working alone. However you can use additional
assassin, at the cost of losing some of you reward.

Now here are the classes for the Bodyguards:

Steel Pretectors: These BodyGuards use heavy armor, and weapons to pretect the client. They are skilled with blades and armor of all types, and weild them with out mercy. High skill with blades, low skill with magic, able to lead 20 guards.

Magic Shields These Bodyguards are knowledgeable in spells of most types, but specialize in pretection type spells. They often carry small magical items on there missions. High skill in magic, low skill in blade, able to lead 15 guards.

Hope Bringer These Bodyguards rely largly on the skills of the men under them. They lead these men with amazing charisma. Low skill in blade and magic, but high in leadership: able to lead 40 guards.

Defender: These bodyguards have the most evenly balanced out skills. Most common bodyguard. Medium skill level in blade, leadership and magic. Able to lead 10 guards.

Now ranks:

The Impenetrable: (Master) These bodyguards are masters of all there skills.

The Defending: (Average Bodyguard) These bodyguards have a medium level of skill in there abilites.

The Defense Tryers: (Novice) These Bodyguards have a lower than average understanding of there skills.

Apprentices: (Apprentice) These bodyguards can hardly be called such, and are never trusted to work alone. They have a poor understanding of there skills.

If your a Bodyguard, your job is to protect the man or woman you have been assigned at all costs...even if it causes you your own life. You will be working together (enless you chose not to, though it is advised) with at least ten regular guards as support. Be careful, the assassins will be tricky, and stealthy. You must be on your watch. Overpreparation, careful planning, numbers and good leadership are your weapons. Use them. You will almost never work alone. However you will be paid more.

I will be Rping as the Grand Masters of both Orders, giving missions out to players on both sides. I will also be Rp as agents for the Grandmasters. Please post your characters, as soon as you do I will give out assignments.

Name:Korach
Gender:Male
Age:26
Class: Assassin (Cold Steel)
Rank: Blood Bringer (if you prefer i could be a Death Note :D)
Weapons: five knifes, a short sword, long swords and some throwing knifes
Spell: Cloak (does exactly what you think it does)
Apearance:Short brown hair. Wears mask that covers lower face, making him practicaly faceless due to the hood. Blue eyes. Tall, muscular, and lean.

Can you be an archer?

((yes you get to choose you rank))

SOMEWHERE ON THE COAST OF FRANCE.....

Korach stood in the main chamber of the Order of the Assassins, addressed by the Grand Master: "Your targets name is Horosheem Katlok. He is a Noble man, and a madman who taxes the people of his city heavily. Apparently for no reason." The Grand master paused to let his words sink in. "The people of this city have put there money together, to higher us, and I in turn have selected you Korach, to furfill this contract. Your reward will be 100 gold pieces, in exchange for the life of Horosheem Katlok. You will find Horosheem in the city of Magesti'calo, usually in his palace on the district called: Gorat. However anything more specific on his whereabouts is unknown. But be wary, Horosheem is wealthy and has put together a large amount of guards together." The Grand Master then said: "Go now, and remove this man from exsistance!"

"Yes lord"

That meeting had taken place days before, and now Korach stood on the higher area of a cathedral. His dark 'robes' concealed him, though he could have worn robes made of solid gold and still be difficult to see due to the storm that raged above. He looked at twoards Gorat, and began to make his way down from the cathedral The streets were nearly empty, as he neard the boundires of the district he saw soldiers in the distance. He drew his shortsword, slipping behind a crate as they passed. He stepped out, and stabbed one of them quickly, the blade sliping inbetween his ribs. A short cry escaped the soldier's lips, and his partner spun. Korach quickly slashed his throat, keeping him from yelling. He turned, then began to move into Gorat.

((you can have any weapon you want, as long as you can carry it.))

Name: Violet Heath a.k.a. The Deadly Flower
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Class: Shadow Assassin
Rank: Death note
Appearance: Dark haired beauty, although she knows how to blend in with a crowd. Sometimes uses her looks to lure out a target.
Specialty: Death by poison. Being female Violet is often overlooked as being a possible assassin. She often poses as servants to targets. Loves long term assignments.

Korach used the rooftops, the guards were getting more numerous, that meant either he was walking into a trap, or he was getting close. He chose to be optimistic and belive he was getting closer. He had a trick up his sleeve as well. It was three inches long, cold, and made of steel. He stopped on a roof, looking through a window into a candle lit room. There was a man in the room. It was his target. He stepped back, already calculating how fast he would need to run to make it into the room. He started to run forward, but stopped suddenly, the door had opend a servant stepped in. A woman. Katlok took her into his arms, and kissed her. "His wife wont like that." Korach mutterd to himself. He couldent kill him now, for risk of killing the servant who was now half naked. He sighed, and began to move, he needed to find a place to sleep, he would come back later.

(That isnt nessicarily your character Mel. Just want you to know)

Name: Itsumo Kyte
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Class: Magic Shield (The Defending)
Appearance: Cheery sardonic expression, eyes closed constantly. Seems to know where he's going anyway. Wears light gray clothing, with one long right sleeve and one short left sleeve. Bamboo umbrella with cherry blossom pattern.
Specialty: Defensive barriers, traps, and labrynths. Uses magic that affects the brain's perceptions or creates rifts in reality.

(So, start out protecting this guy what's being assisinated?)

((yes, that would be perfect))

(Alrighty then.)

Itsumo chuckled to himself, leaned against the door leading to the Master's bed chambers. Or so any would be assassin would believe if he merely looked through the window. Enchanted with a spatial redirection magic, meaning, the window looked on to a different room. And the other window would display the contents of the room behind him. Guards waiting reslessly.
The most guarded part of the house was usually devoid of its master. Although he wasn't enough of a fool to believe such a basic stragedy would really trick an advanced assassin. Because, although the most guarded was empty, the most spellbound was not.
He didn't speak too much French, relying on the little English he and the Master both spoke to communicate. His native language would do no good in this land.
The umbrella he carried sat beside him, he picked it up as he began to leave. Casually walking down the hall toward the Kitchen, so far he'd managed to kill only a couple of food tasters, an insider was trying the old poison bit but had given up for now. But he carefully watched the drink, poison can be laced on only a portion of the bottle's mouth. So his fear was more from a lady assassin seeking to cleverly kill, while a lot of the safety relied on the Master being cautious but his new lady friend made it clear Itsumo would have to do the thinking for both of them.
Not that he was bothered of course, the first big job never does seem to go well for anybody.

Korach sat in the small room he had rented, juggling his throwing knives. It helped him think, and made sure his reflexes were quick. In his carrer, that was very important. He would throw them at different speeds, keeping to no actual pattern. It would be easier to kill his taret when he was outside. He didnt want to chance something like breaking through  a window anyway, they could be a trap. He wasnt the most adept when it came to magic, but he knew a fair bit about it, mainly how much bodyguards liked to use it. The window could have easily just been looking into anthor room, the room behind it empty or filled with guards, Korach had ran into that before. He moved quickly and watched as the knives embeded themselves into the floor. He was tired. He climbed into the small bed, and went to sleep

Name:aegob
Gender:Male
Age:34
Class:Order Assassin (bloodbringer)
appearance:blond,tall, wears a cloak that conceals his armor underneath.
weapons: a long sword, a short sword, a dagger, a array of poisons and some throwing knives
I am supposed to get a mission. I feel excited. I need some money.

SOMEWHERE ON THE SOUTHEREN COAST OF ENGLAND....

In the large stone addressing chamber stood Aegob, sliently listening to the one of the Grand Masters agents. These agents were to be respected-and feared- by all. So Aegob stood as straight and sliently as possible, not wanting to bring unneeded wrath on his head. The Agent continued the discription of the mission: "Your goal is to weaken the area of England called Dumhallow. In order to do so you will target two noble men of several castles in the sout west part of England, that is Dumhallow. The Agent then took a bag from a chest from behind him, and begain to untie it, while he continued to talk. An informer inflitrated are ranks, and discovered are plot. Fortunately we caught the informer, before he was able to release all of his knowledge." The Agent then pulled out the head of the informer from the bag so Aegob could see. Aegob flinched from the smell of the thing. The Agent continued: "The Noble men now know we are going to strike, however you will manage....or you will die trying." The Agent smiled cruelly, and then pointed to the door. "Now go Bloodbringer, live up to your name, and bring forth blood!!"

I arrive.It's heavily guarded. i decide to watch it for a day to find out what may and may not work.
The day is over. i walk to the castle trying not to look suspcius.I See a cart bringing supplies. I smile. I had just found my way in. when the guards start to talk to the driver i run to it and duck under and grab and hold onto the bottom. I let them pull me in.

Violet sat in her cramped quarters. The faint light of a candle burnt slowly illuminating the room with a very faint light. She lifted her petticoats to find the various bottles of poisons hidden in small pockets within separate layers. She was somewhat annoyed that an amateur poisoner was on the loose, it made it harder for Violet to perfect her art. Not that she bother poisoning food. She was much craftier than that.

Violet tended to lace her poisons on much less obvious things. One of her favourites was to dip each tip of a hair brush in her poisons, just a scrap to the scalp would result in a bizarre death. She tainted the end of men's pipes and whatever else they might put in their mouth by habit.

Subtly was Violet's way and even now she sat in wait. Her target was already dead but if she were to vanish immediately it would show her as the killer. She would leave in the morning when the dawn was just broken. Then she would find out what her next mission was.

Korach had made his way back. He stood looking at the window, a rock in his hand. Well, if it isnt his room, then at least I'll know. Korach tossed the rock into the air a few times, testing it's weight. He grabbed it out of the air, and threw it. It broke therough the window and the illusion, like the glass, was shattered. The guards inside looked suprised. He sprinted off to the right, passing more and more of the building.

He stopped when he thought it was safe. There was a window, he had noticed it before, and thought nothing of it. But now, it was just too tempting not to investigate. He jumped, grabbing onto the windosil, and pulling him self upwards. The window was luckily, unlatched.  He opend it and pulled himself in. There was a man sleeping in the bed. Katlok was dead. No visible wound, and when Korach checked the body more thouroughly, he found that he had been poisoned. Korach grinned, he hand an idea who. Another assassin, specializing in poisining. She was, in Korach's oppinion destined for greatness. Poision was an exelent weapon. It was unfortunate that she had beaten him, but that wasnt a problem. He was a master assasin, he didnt need the money. She had probably been here for months, it wouldn't be right for Korach to have taken the kill. He slipped out the window, closing it behind him, and made his way to the stables. He had his horse there, he would be going back to (Is there like a guild head quarters?)

Name: Densai Haku
Age: 23
Class: Shadow Assassin
Appearance: black robes with hood covering face in darkness, hazel eyes, lean, brown boots, brown hair
Gender: Male
Weapons: Small dagger hidden under robes, short sword on back
(Somewhere in Turkey)
Densai set off for his next mission a preist that was giving a sermon in the main square of the town sneaking past the gaurds he found his way up onto the ledge of a marketplace building looking out into the crowd he saw the preist. climbing down he pushed gently through the crowd passing the preist slightly stabbing the preist in the
back as he went by leaving in somewhat of a rush through the crowd moments later the preist noticed that he was bleeding severely after acouple people gasped in horro pointing at him seconds after this he dropped to the ground dead.

As the pale rays of morning light shone through her window, Violet picked up her bag which held very few of her belongings and left Horosheem Katlok's home. Soon his wife would wake to find her husband dead and it was best if Violet was gone.

Violet nodded to a few guards who were awake at the hour, she stated that she was going to see her sister and had no idea when she'd return. No one would miss her. She had promoted herself as a meek servant who was shy and would never have the gall to kill her master. She smiled inwardly, if they ever found out it'd be a miracle.

Lifting the hood of her cloak, Violet walked the cobbled streets and found herself a cab. She paid the driver to take her out of town. From there she'd buy passage via several other cabs to avoid being followed. It was time to see the Grand Master for payment and her next assignment.

heading over to the closest port to avoid detection in case he had left any witnesses alive they would surely tell the gaurds, seeing a ferry prepping to leave, he reached his hand down ito his pockets scrambling to find money.
he pulled out his hands and saw some loose change and a couple bills jumping aboard and dropping the money into the ferryman's hand. Just barely escaping the gaurds too he'd have to practice more that was the last time he got sloppy killing he told himself.

It made it into the castle. The guard move to unload it. I see a door and while there distracted run into it.Sneaking past the guards i fget into the second level and find a window. I climb out it and close it. I climb to the highest level and find a room with many luxeries.I smile.
This is his room, i think.
I climb into the room and hide. Now all i have to do is wait.

((hey sevDelta07, you are supposed to take all Jobs from me directly. Killing random people is not supported by the Order. But ill just assume that i already gave it to you, so you dont get Assassinated  :P))

A man on a horse galloped up to the gate of a castle city in the area of Dumhallow, he delivered a letter to an Order Assassina informer. The informer rushed off to give it to the man he was working with....

I decide to poison him. I see a pipe. I move over and put some poison on his pipe.I can easily tell that this guy is rich. He has a big bed, theres a empty gold goblet, and many things people would not have unless they were very rich.
Just a matter of time, I think.
I remember how i had got in. After getting into the castle i had avoided the guards as best i could, although i had almost got caught 3 times. I had found a window, and climbed out it.  I had had to dodge more guards, and watchmans eyes before finally finding a room with many luxeries which could only have been my targets. That's how I got here. 
Now just to wait...

(Location was confirmed in the Chatroom)

Bamberg, Germany

Korach rode trough the forest, nearing the city, and, by extension the Assasin's guild. It had offices in some buildings in the city, but the entrance to the headquarters was in the woodlands nearby. He took his horse to the stables, patting the animal on the side of its face softly. He turned and left, walking into the woods. The main entrance was in the city, in the cellar of a brewry, but Korach prefered ti use the hidden etrance, in the bottom of  a rotten out oak tree. He unlocked the trapdoor and opened it, its camoflaged surface blending in perfectly.He removed his mask and hood. He stepped into the council chamber, the best place to find one of the Greater Masters. The ancient man was standing alone it seems, but Korach knew there were trained archers hidden highed in the room. He kneeled on the small stone platform before the larger one that the Assasin Lord occupied. "Lord. I have failed."

The elder assasin looked supirsed at this "What do you mean Korach?"

"Another assasin beat me there."

"And who was this?"

"Violet Heath, Lord."

"Ah, The Deadly Flower. It is of no matter, the target is dead, and she had been there for much longer then you have. I assume he died of poison?"

"Yes Lord."

The ancient assasin smiled "Exelent, she is very skilled at her art. Now, about your next assignment,"

"Lord, I would like to request a momentary leave."

The master paused. "Very well Korach. Come back when you wish. That is all."

Korach rose, and bowed, turning to leave. He stopped by the dining hall, finding an apple. He examined it, and deciding it looked good, took a bite from it. He began to head to his room, he wouldent mind some sleep.

Itsumo had stayed to see the funeral, which was an excuse to talk with the lady of the house. It was time to pay up. She waffled about, commenting on how he hadn't done his job and all that. But the contract was clear, payment for any magical devices and a flat rate fee for number of days served regardless of client's survival. She continued edging the issue until the day of the funeral. Itsumo left a slightly richer man, he took the last coach out that day headed back.

I hear the door open. I'm hiding outside the window.Moments later i glance into my room and see my tagret with his pipe in his hands. He's with some guards. He fills the pipe and lights it. He puts it in his mouth and puffs and seconds later he hits the ground. I pull my head away from the window and start moving away. I'm smiling.I sneak past watch and guards. I finally make it to the ground i look  left and right a guard had just rounded a corner.Now just to kill my second target....

Unfortunately, Korach wasnt able to sleep. He would lie there watching the ceiling, but sleep wouldent come. He decided to go to the training area, there were always initiates there, and the instructors welcomed help. He climed out of his bed, dressing in the usual black robes he wore. (think assasin's creed, but instead of white, black)  He walked from the room, heading towards the training area. When he got there he saw it was blade instruction. Exelent. He stepped in, looking at the beat up training dummy and taking one of the training swords. He started infront of the dummy, and spun quickly geting behind it, and embeded the blade in the wood

Name: Drayek Bloodmoon
Affilation and Rank: Assassin (Upper-medium level {can't remember the name of it...})
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Appearance: He has midnight black hair, and piercing green eyes.  He is about average height.  He wears black, all the time, and is a master of disguise.  His traditional assassination garb involves a black cloth around the lower face, and a hood pulled low over the upper part of his head. 
Personality: He is calm, cold, and quiet while on an assignment, but around his very few friends, he can be very friendly.
WoC: He uses a durable, thin wone-and-a-half hand sword, and carries a dagger on his left hip.  His bandolier that reaches across the left shoulder carries a multitude of throwing knives.  The leather gloves he wears have small blades imbedded in the palm, which can be used to scale walls silently.  The rest of the glove's leather has been toughened to an extent that the blades cannot pierce it by accidentaly clenching his fists :P

I arrive. The city is a ordinary city and not too big. I do what i usually do whcih is watch what my target does and what usually happens  there. It has more protect than the last one and i'll need to find a way in. The regular ways won't work. I smile. I like it challenging and this may be a good challenge.

There aren't enough bodyguards, I feel hopeless, I mean, is it 4 on 1 now?

Unfortunately i think so... I could try to RP a bodyguard as well if you wish

((I'm sure someone else will come and be a bodyguard :D ))

Violet sat casually in her carriage as it drew her nearer her destination. She looked briefly out the window to see that the driver had started down a wrong roadway. She was about to say something when she saw that they were being guided by a pair of highwaymen.

Sitting back Violet allowed herself a small smile. Poison wasn't her only forte of skill.

Korach had been helping train the initiates for hours, showing them blade techniques, and later running them through an obstacle course. He headed to the dining hall, there was a bar, and he was thirsty. He switched from german to english when he reached the bar, the order spoke english as its main language, yet the inintiates were not yet fluent. He sat down in a stool and placed some coins on the bar.

((due to the lack of Bodyguards, I will begin to RP as two of them.))

Name: Saxonus Drakeonus
Affilation: BodyGuards
Class: Steel Defender
Rank: Defender (medium in all skills)
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Appearance: Black hair, pale skin, sharp grey eyes. Armored in light plated steel armor, with helmet, and fancy gauntlets.
Personality: Unforgiveing, appears cruel to most, but just does what it takes to get the job done. Focused when on a job.
Weapons: Steel longsword, steel shortsword, small shield

((Ill post more on this, and the next Bodyguard very soon.))

((Folowing up on last post...))

Name: Sayonus Drakeonus (brother, and twin, to Saxonus Drakeonus)
Affilation: BodyGuards
Class: Steel Defender
Rank: Defender (medium in all skills)
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Appearance: Black hair, pale skin, sharp grey eyes. Armored in tough leather armor, with fancy steel helmet, and gauntlets.
Personality: Appears cruel when doing a job, but he just does what it takes to get the job done. Appears carefree, and lighthearted...even when hacking away at an enemys entrails. Likes to make wise cracks.
Weapons: Two silver and steel shortswords, (across back) small throwing knife (at side)

Patroling at the edge of the inner walls of Noblemans Hrake Honus' (the man your going after Peter) Keep, Sayonus took in the bracing mountain air with a relaxed sigh. So far this job had been AWSOME, four meals a day, (provided by the hundreds of cooks in the noblemans house) the clean mountain air and a wonderful view. Plus enough guards at his disposal to fill all the boring, and tedeous work he and his brother usually had to carry out. But know he could relax for a bit..."SAYONUS!!" Sayonus jumped at the sound of his brothers voice.
"Your relaxing again arent you?"
"Who? me? Sayonus replied. "Noooo...I would never....Nooooo"
Saxonus stared at him unbelievingly.
"Ok, ok, ok so maybe I came up here to breath a little mountain air....maybe relax a bit, but so what?"
"You relaxed for two hours yesterday...and the day before that...and the day befor-
"Ok I get it! I'll stop!
"thank you, and just remember to try not-
"-Relax again I got"
Saxonus nodded, and then passed by Sayonus, and headed to the throne room in the Keep.

(Are we all heading for the same place this time or should I expect a new mission in a different location?)

Against his better judgement, Korach had drank quite alot of beer, and now found himself quite drunk. He wandered his way back to his room. Disrobed, got into bed, and was asleep in less then ten minuets. He never usualy dreamed, and when he did they were random images flashing though his mind. Nothing like that happend this time, it was simply total darkness.

i decide to kill someone who works there, take there clothes and then go in and poison the wine for i know he will be having a dinner party. I see one person going home and i follow him to a inn.I follow him to his room where i push him in, cut hiss head off  before he can scream then close the door.I had already payed some one to tell me when all the servants go to work and that the servants boss name is krelag. I look through the mans belongings and find out his name is Korun. We look close enough that if i wear one of his hats no one will know the difference.

LATER THAT NIGHT....
I take Korun corpse to a river a few miles outside town. I make sure it goers downstream. His corpse will be found but it'll be awhile and by the time they do I'll be long gone. I go back to his room and decide to sleep there.

DUMHALLOW, CASTLE BIGGRAD....

A shadowy character slips through a arrow slit, and jumps down to the floor his midnight cloak flapping as he did so. The man quickly sliped by the nightwatch guards, by useing some of his Dark Art skills to create the illusion of invisibility not being there. Searching intently for an hour he finally found the hidding spot of the man he was to deliver the letter he was carrying. He slipped the letter under the door, and then dissapeared out a near by window.

The man inside awoke, (this is you peter) starteled by a passing image of a Night Demon in his dream. He looked around, and saw the letter on the floor, he got out of his bed, picked up the letter, and read it to himself:

To are agent in Dumhallow,

Greetings from the Grand Master of the Order, this message has been written to inform you of a slight change in your mission: Your original mission was took remove two noble men from office. However a new Baron of Dumhallow rose to power two days ago. You will now have to kill this man as well.

Luck on your quest,
Master Ombrim

P.S Burn this letter once you have read it

Itsumo blankly watched the people pass by, the open umbrella above made the rain dance  around when he twirled it between the fingers of one hand. Thinking of the new baron, he smiled, what luck that he'd be in just the right town to catch him before the other guards could sink their leeching hands on him. After all, he'd rather bleed him dry from the start than try to fight for the remainder.
He marched up the front steps to the gate, a couple of guards crossing their spears in front of him, barring his entrance.
"I'm here to see the new Baron, I heard he needed a new chief of security."
"Proof from the guild first."
He took a hand to search in the long sleeve, pulling out a stained piece of parchment, a few drops of water hit it, but it was still valid. He rolled it up again, making a mock swack at a guard before stalking past the gate with a leer.
Hopefully the guild would accept his taking a job freelance without too much fuss.

Violet had two daggers in her hands. Each had been coated with poison, a poison that Violet had grown immunity to. She waited for the moment for the carriage to stop. Then the door opened and she saw the first highwayman. He stuck his head in the carriage, his face was covered with a black bandana while he wore a dark hat to cover his hair.

Violet didn't waste her time, she lashed out at his face and sliced through the bandana and into the soft flesh of his cheek.

He cursed and snatched at her but Violet threw open the door on the opposite side of the carriage and disembarked in a less then lady fashioned way. As she expected the other highwayman was awaiting her. "Oh please don't hurt me," she said in a pleading tone.

He raised his sword, "Drop the dagger."

Violet dropped the dagger that the highwayman could see and then threw the other one at him. She scored a direct hit to his throat and he dropped like a sack of potatoes. She returned to the carriage to see the first highwayman foaming at the mouth, "Aren't you dead yet?" she asked as she kicked his dying form out of the carriage.

As expected her coachmen were dead. Violet pushed them from their seat and dragged them both into the coach. She then took up the reins and continued her journey. She'd get some weird looks but she didn't care. A lady had to do what a lady had to do.

I frown. I was almost done. I burn the letter and go back to bed.

IN THE MORNING
I wake up. I'm going to kill my original target first.I put on his clothes and one of his hats. I conceal a dagger and a tasteless poison that will kill someone in 5 minutes.Without the dagger i wouldn't even go in.I always have a weapon with me at all times even if it's just a dagger. I go to the castle.
"Hey Korun." One of the guards say
I don't reply.
I'm in I think.

Korach had woke up, with a pretty bad headache. He dressed and headed outside. There was a small pond nearby, filled with cold water. He held his breath and dived in, the cold water killing his headache quickly. He pulled himself from the water, and began his morning exercises.

Siting on the golden throne in the throne chamber of the Orders main Citadel near Bamberg, Ombrim, the Orders Grand Master, brooded on what was to be done with the matter that had just been brought to his attention. He summoned a servant, who brought his silver cane to him. Ombrim then proceed to the gardens were he did his best thinking. He had alot of it to do.....

((the plot is begining....))

Drayek Bloodmoon stared out over the ocean waves that rippled acros the andy shores of his temporary hideway.  he had exiled himself here after his last assignment, and was currently awaiting further instructions from the Brotherhood.  So fa they had remained silent, but as an assassin, he was used to waiting.  And wait he did.

Korach had been running for a while, when he heard the clomp of hooves. He turned and saw a carraige speeding down the road, and holding the reigns was a woman. He paused for a moment, then grinned. It was Violet Heath, also known as the Deadly Flower, an assassin who had been in his class as an initiate, and had recently stolen his kill. He would have been the same rank as her if it wasnt for a target he had killed before. He just had an idea. She hadnt seen him yet. He hid behind a tree, and pulled a knife from his belt. As she passed, he spun from behind the tree and threw the knife. It landed next to her leg, the knife quivering slightly. She stopped and looked around, noticing him quickly. He waved, stepping of the slight hill, towards the cab. "Your lucky my aim is good."

"I'll assume you meant to miss," Violet said with a touch of amusement.

Korach shrugged, "Yes I did, milady."

Violet smiled, "Care to join me? Although you'll want to ride up front. My coachmen were killed by highwaymen."

"So what fate did you lay upon they highwaymen?" Korach asked as he placed a foot on a wooden spoked wheel.

"I decided that they no longer deserved the privilege of breathing," she told with a touch of satisfaction. "So are you coming with me to visit our lovely employer or do you plan on walking?"

Ombrim turned to his assistant, who was with him 24/7, and said: "Summon the Assassins, we must inform them of resent events" The assistant nodded and disbatched riders to bring all the Assassins together, the first time in decades.

Korach pulled himself up onto the driver's bench.  "I would hate to walk while you ride in on something as fancy as this."  He pulled the knife from the wood. "Good job with....uh....Baron whatshisface, er, Katlock. I hate to admit it but you beat me to him."

Violet grinned, "I'd been in his household for a few months. Thought it'd be too obvious to kill him straight away."

Korach nodded, "I can understand that. But why do you always insist on getting into their lives before killing them?"

"Makes it easier to cover up. It's also a convenient way to learn their habits and find ways to kill them more subtly." She told.