[b][u]Sam Jensen - Gleeful Jackal, Blue King[/u][/b]

As the Blue King looked down on the rabble fighting in the streets below him, he chuckled in amusement as Corpse Collector somehow managed to spawn Dissolutions by the truckload against the Ebon Striker members she was facing. 

"So she's a hacker, huh?" He muttered under his breath as he watched. "No wonder the Black King wants her gone so badly. God knows I'd get the guys to zerg rush her if I'd found out sooner." And he really would have. Despite his laissez-faire policy towards most of Deep Ground's features, the one thing that Gleeful Jackal didn't tolerate in his guild was hacking. It was the sole unfair advantage in the game. For anything else, such as ganking or camping, those could be avoided by simply getting good, not being a scrub, and traveling in a group. But there was no way to counter a decent hacker effectively, save for running to the admins crying for bans. 

[b]“Someone seems to be enjoying themselves.”[/b] A voice cut into the Blue King's musings, causing him to whirl around in surprise. How the hell had he gotten snuck up on? He hadn't heard anything step behind him, and he was fairly certain no one had been following him. Damn, he must have fucked up badly this time. Hopefully, no one else would ever find out about this embarassing incident, as long as he killed whoever this interloper was. 

[b]“Do you intend to just stand there Blue King?”[/b] The figure that snuck up on him asked, and Gleeful Jackal's only response was to slide a pair of daggers into his hands, grinning. 

"I don't know how you snuck up on me, but good job. Not many Assassins that are good enough to get the drop on me. Any particular reason you did that? I'm curious."