[b][center]Luca Antoine Celeste - Assassin[/center][/b]

The dried blood on Luca's left sleeve was refreshened before long. He left none of the bodies on the wall itself, except for a couple that looked like they were sleeping during their shift. He waited over the wall in the shadows behind a small cover just above the stairs leading up as he spotted a seemingly high ranking Templar. He listened to the brief conversation between the man and a grunt who was answering for something until he heard a curt and painful sound. He peaked over the stone, still concealed by the shadow, only to see the man's sword stuck through the grunt's gut. Once the dead man fell on the ground, the boy glared at the Templar, finding it hard to bear to listen to the terror instilling speech given by the man who would kill his own underlings unprovoked. 

Deciding that it would be best to wait until the other Templars left to attack the man, Luca lowered his head, still keeping his ears open wide to listen to footsteps.