Rolfaldo stood silently on a roof adjacent to the bar. Seeing his target for the night emerge from the bar his whole body tensed. Nocing a poisoned tipped arrow he aimed it at the women. Her name was Kari and she was an assassin. One from a rival guild. Thhe poison would take her out quick. It was fast acting and deadly. There was only one known antidote. The woman fell on her butt and Rolfaldo saw an opening. He leased the arrow. It flew strait at her chest and Rolfaldo turned away not even looking to see if he scored a hit. Jumping from building to building he dissapeared into the shadows to return to his hideout.